A Good Night - Francis Quarles

   Close now thine eyes and rest secure;
Thy soul is safe enough, thy body sure;
     He that loves thee, He that keeps
And guards thee, never slumbers, never sleeps.
The smiling conscience in a sleeping breast
     Has only peace, has only rest;
     The music and the mirth of kings
  Are all but very discords, when she sings;
     Then close thine eyes and rest secure;
No sleep so sweet as thine, no rest so sure.

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Francis Quarles (1592 - 1644) England