To Sleep by John Keats

O soft embalmer of the still midnight,
    Shutting, with careful fingers and benign,
Our gloom-pleas'd eyes, embower'd from the light,
    Enshaded in forgetfulness divine:
O soothest Sleep! if so it please thee, close
    In midst of this thine hymn my willing eyes,
Or wait the "Amen," ere thy poppy throws
    Around my bed its lulling charities.
Then save me, or the passed day will shine
Upon my pillow, breeding many woes,--
    Save me from curious Conscience, that still lords
Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole;
    Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards,
And seal the hushed Casket of my Soul.

               I have never agreed with a poem more than this one. This poem by John Keats is about the soothing and healing nature of sleep.  He says, "O soft embalmer of the still midnight, Shutting, with careful fingers and benign, Our gloom-pleas'd eyes, embower'd from the light Enshaded in forgetfulness divine." These lines are basically saying that sleep, through it's comfort, is able to make you forget about your troubles. This is only the first time that he talks about how sleep helps him forget about his problems. He believes that sleep is very soothing, he even says, "O soothest Sleep!" He even capitalizes sleep as if to accentuate the word. He says,"Save me from curious Conscience," meaning that he believes that sleep has the ability to clear conscience. I agree with him totally sleep can clear conscience, at least for it's duration.