Posthumous Poems/Love and Sleep, II

For works with similar titles, see Love and Sleep.
IIHide thine eyes for all their light,Lest they come to weep;Who shall say if day or nightBe the best for sleep?
If by day they wake,Sorrow surely shall they see;And for sorrow's sakeJoyless all their joy shall be.
Sun shall set and moon shall riseTill the end of years,But by night were never eyesWatched and shed not tears.
Look not forth to findWhere thou never shalt find rest,Lest thine eyes wax blind,Love is good, but sleep is best.