Sleep, slumb'ring eyes (Thomas Morley)
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Title: Sleep, slumb'ring eyes
Composer: Thomas Morley
Original text and translations
Sleep, slumb'ring eyes; give rest unto my cares,
My cares, the infants of my troubled brain;
My cares surpris'd, surpris'd with black despair,
Doth the assertion of my hopes restrain.
Sleep then, my eyes, O sleep and take your rest,
To banish sorrow from a freeborn breast.
My freeborn breast, born free to sorrow's smart,
Brought in subjection by my wand'ring eye,
Whose trait'rous sight conceiv'd that to my heart
For which I wail, I sob, I sigh, I die.
Sleep then, my eyes, disturb'd of quiet rest,
To banish sorrow from my captive breast.
My captive breast, stung by these glist'ring stars,
These glist'ring stars, the beauty of the sky,
That bright black sky which doth the sunbeams bar
From her sweet comfort on my heart's sad eye.
Wake, then, my eyes, true partners of unrest,
For sorrow still must harbour in my breast.