Fill with the praises of him who gives light and draw the black curtains of night, let placid sleeps soothe every weary mind in the morning to wake heavier, more refined ;So will the labors of the day Purer, more guarded from the snares of sin. Night's leaden scepter seals my drowsy eyes; Then cease, my song, until fair Aurora arises. This poem may be considered both objective and subjective; explains why things created by God are considered precious and should be treated as such. The explanation is described with great emotion. Phillis begins by saying that as soon as the sun appears from the east, it's magical. During spring it is time for renewal; the birds renew their notes and the air fills with music and joy. When the sun rises, the darkness turns into light with all the beauties of the day, and when the time of sunset comes, it turns into the most beautiful red in the West. Phillis is religious, so she describes God's creation in line 10, "The living temples of our God below," and how we are to praise Him for giving us the light to see the wonders of the world. He goes on to describe how the sun sets and then it becomes night, he draws the sable curtains, he sleeps. He describes sleep to the sable because it is precious; sleep renews the body for optimal performance and, as we sleep and sleep, our mind