Ivor Gurney - Sleep: Nicky Spence | Текст песни

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• Sleep: Nicky Spence

Come, Sleep, and with thy sweet deceiving
Lock me in delight awhile;
Let some pleasing [dreams]1 beguile
All my fancies; that from thence
[I may feel]2 an influence
All my powers of care bereaving.

Though but a shadow, but a sliding,
Let me know some little joy!
We that suffer long annoy
Are contented with a thought
Through an idle fancy wrought:
O let my joys have some abiding!

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