Classic Poem

Dear Psyche , come, with chearful Face,
And bless this desolated Place.
O come! my sickly Couch attend,
And ease the Anguish of your Friend.
Thy Soul, with ev'ry Grace supply'd,
Thy gen'rous Soul, in Friendship try'd,
With Wit, and nervous Sense delights;
And steals away the tardy Nights.
Whilst others to Diversions fly,
You watch the Sleep-forsaken Eye:
To Thee was giv'n the wond'rous Pow'r
To gild the melancholy Hour,
To sooth the long-distracted Brain,
And conquer ev'n the tyrant Pain .