"Night Thoughts" (and who has not read them?) needs to be informed.

"Insatiate archer! could not one suffice?
Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain;
And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn."

Yet how is it possible that Mr. and Mrs. Temple and Lady Elizabeth
Young could be these three victims, over whom Young has hitherto
been pitied for having to pour the "Midnight Sorrows" of his
religious poetry? Mrs. Temple died in 1736; Mr. Temple four years
afterwards, in 1740; and the poet's wife seven months after Mr.
Temple, in 1741. How could the insatiate archer thrice slay his
peace, in these three persons, "ere thrice the moon had filled her
horn." But in the short preface to "The Complaint" he seriously
tells us, "that the occasion of this poem was real, not fictitious,
and that the facts mentioned did naturally pour these moral
reflections on the thought of the writer." It is probable,
therefore, that in these three contradictory lines the poet
complains more than the father-in-law, the friend, or the widower.
Whatever names belong to these facts, or if the names be those
generally supposed, whatever heightening a poet's sorrow may have
given the facts; to the sorrow Young felt from them religion and
morality are indebted for the "Night Thoughts." There is a pleasure
sure in sadness which mourners only know! Of these poems the two or
three first have been perused perhaps more eagerly and more
frequently than the rest. When he got as far as the fourth or fifth
his original motive for taking up the pen was answered; his grief
was naturally either diminished or exhausted. We still find the
same pious poet, but we hear less of Philander and Narcissa, and
less of the mourner whom he loved to pity.