Charm me asleep, and melt me so br With thy delicious numbers; br That being ravish'd, hence I go br Away in easy slumbers. br Ease my sick head, br And make my bed, br Thou Power that canst sever br From me this ill;-- br And quickly still, br Though thou not kill br My fever. br br Thou sweetly canst convert the same br From a consuming fire, br Into a gentle-licking flame, br And make it thus expire. br Then make me weep br My pains asleep, br And give me such reposes, br That I, poor I, br May think, thereby, br I live and die br 'Mongst roses. br br Fall on me like a silent dew, br Or like those maiden showers, br Which, by the peep of day, do strew br A baptism o'er the flowers. br Melt, melt my pains br With thy soft strains; br That having ease me given, br With full delight, br I leave this light, br And take my flight br For Heaven.