Thou rest of all things, Sleep, mildest of the Gods, balm of the soul, who puttest care to flight, soothest our bodies worn with hard ministries, and preparest them for toil again!
Metamorphoses,book 11
Let me lay you
Onto the bed of my dreams
Do get inside the blanket of my love
And I can show you just
How buds bloom after rest.
Perchance if you wake up
In the night and see,
Darkness around you.
Just know some heart far away
Had envied Erebus,
Who slept with you in the night.
Metamorphoses,book 11
Let me lay you
Onto the bed of my dreams
Do get inside the blanket of my love
And I can show you just
How buds bloom after rest.
Perchance if you wake up
In the night and see,
Darkness around you.
Just know some heart far away
Had envied Erebus,
Who slept with you in the night.
No comments:
Post a Comment