Close now thine eyes, and rest secure; Thy Soule is safe enough; thy Body sure; He that loves thee, he that keepes And guards thee, never slumbers, never sleepes. The smiling Conscience in a sleeping breast Has only peace, has only rest: The musicke and the mirth of Kings, Are all but very Discords, when she sings: Then close thine Eyes and rest secure; No Sleepe so sweet as thine, no rest so sure. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GIANTS OF HISTORY by JAMES GALVIN CHARLOTTE CORDAY (REVOLUTIONARY TRIBUNAL, JULY 17, 1793) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS PENITENTIAL PSALM: 6. DOMINE NE IN FURORE by THOMAS WYATT MODERN LOVE: 30 by GEORGE MEREDITH NUPTIAL SONG by JOHN BYRNE LEICESTER WARREN EPIGRAM: 18. THE ENEMY OF LIFE by THOMAS WYATT |