"I met at eve the Prince of Sleep, his was a still and smiling face." The sleepy son of HYPNOS and PASITHEA, MORPHEUS is also the nephew of THANATOS, the God of Death. This gives him a very good pedigree in the Greek Slumberland World.
When he stands beckoning in the twilight of your dreams, girls looking for nocturnal pleasure will be unlucky, for they will be very much on their own. We reckon further research needs to be done on this beckoning business.
Of his private life, very little is known. He sleeps in a darkened cave with Poppy, but who is she? Vague rumors circulate that this could be Opium Poppy. Which explains a lot.
Yet in most tomes of Greek geekishness he is a sadly neglected figure. Scholars appear to have dozed off at the very mention of his name and indexes bear witness to this indolence.
Perhaps MORPHEUS himself has encouraged this fading dream memory with his metaphorical metamorphosis into a shadowy handsome figure waiting in the wings of the dusk.
His legacy is Morphine, named after him and found in most medical works, so think of him as medical history. He is also known as the Sandman, but you can call him Sandy for short.