Sleep, rest of things, O pleasing Deity, Peace of the soul, which cares dost crucify, Weary bodies refresh and mollify.

The lines praise sleep as a quasi-divine force that suspends the pressures of life: it “crucifies” (kills off) cares, restores inner peace, and physically renews the exhausted body. The address to a “pleasing Deity” reflects a classical habit of personifying natural states as gods (here, Sleep) and treating them as beneficent powers worthy of invocation. The emphasis falls on sleep’s double remedy—psychological relief and bodily restoration—casting it as a universal, leveling comfort that temporarily frees humans from anxiety and labor.