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Composed at Midnight

        From broken visions of perturbed rest

        I art, ao sleep again.

        otal a privation of all sounds,

        Sigs, man, bird, beast,

        ree, or flo of heaven.

        to catche drowsy cry

        Of toise

        Of revel reeling    cups.

        the dying man,

        less moans.

        And interrupted only by a cough

        ptive, t ted lungs.

        So in tterness of death he lies,

        And s in anguis.

        t do for    restore?

        S taste, faint sense, affeg notices,

        And little images of pleasures past,

        Of ive life-- yet slain,

        Nor ther grace of life, a good name, sold

        For sins black wages. On edious bed

        urns ,

        And finds no fort in t says

        " es I s a little rest."

        Some fehere an end.

        tis darkness and jecture all beyond;

        eak Nature fears, ty must hope,

        And Fancy, most litious on suchemes

        reverence will    e,

        ockd    down,

        By her enormous fablings and mad lies,

        Discredit on truths

        And salutary fears. ts,

        Poet, or prose declaimer, on his couch

        Lolling, like one indifferent, fabricates

        A heave of gold, where he, and such as he,

        their heels

        itread tars

        Be, , far removed

        From damned spirits, and t cries

        Of men, h,

        As he self-same bread,

        Belike his kindred or panions once--

        ting ages now divorced,

        In ents to repent

        S years of folly oheir groans unheard

        In    nor pity feels, nor care,

        For tenced--pity migurb

        te sense and most divine repose

        Of spirits angelical. Blessed be God,

        ts is not fixd

        By mans erroneous standard. he diss

        No suce differend vast

        Bet t, to doom

        Sud fates. pared h him,

        No man o

        Stand in    approved, w

        ttle croue cast, and yield

        to he praise, his due.
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