My Small Poem...
Care charmer sleep, brother to death in silent darkness born. Relieve my anguish and restore to light with dark forgetting of my care return and let the day be time enough to mourn the shipwreck of my ill adventured youth. Let walking eyes suffice to wail their scourn without the torment of night untruth Cease Dreams! Images of day desires to model forth the passing of the morrow and never let rising sun approve you liers to add more grief to agrivate my sorrow still let me sleep embracing aloud VAIN and never wake to fell the days disdain.
in VAIN