TO MUSIC, TO BECALM A SWEET-SICK YOUTH. by Robert Herrick CHARMS, that call down the moon from out her sphere, On this sick youth work your enchantments here : Bind up his senses with your numbers so As to entrance his pain, or cure his woe. Fall gently, gently, and a while him keep Lost in the civil wilderness of sleep : That done, then let him, dispossessed of pain, Like to a slumb'ring bride, awake again. Source: Herrick, Robert. Works of Robert Herrick. vol I. Alfred Pollard, ed. London, Lawrence & Bullen, 1891. 122.
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