To Morpheus Love Poem!
O Morpheus, god of dreams, till day
grant me relief from love’s distress.
Come, blow my lamp out now, I pray,
and my nocturnal visions bless!
Block from my cheerless recollection
the dreadful pain of those goodbyes;
grant me to see her loving eyes,
and hear her murmurs of affection.
Then, once the dark has taken flight,
your power over vision ended,
oh how I wish my poor wits might
forget love till fresh night’s descended!