Quiet!
Sleep! or I will make
Erinnys whip thee with a snake
And cruel Rhadamanthus take
Thy body to the boiling lake
Where fire and brimstones never slake;
Thy heart shall burn, thy head shall ache
And ev'ry joint about thee quake;
And therefor dare not yet to wake!
Quiet, sleep!
Quiet, sleep!
Quiet!
Quiet!
Sleep! or thou shalt see
The horrid hags of Tartary
Whose tresses ugly serpants be
And Cerberus shall bark at thee
And all the Furies that are three
The worst is called Tisiphone
Shall lash thee to еternity;
And therefor sleep thou pеacefully
Quiet, sleep!
Quiet, sleep!
Quiet!
A Charm was written by Benjamin Britten.