If this is fading — Peacock Soldier

If this is "fading" 1
Oh let me immediately "fade"!
If this is "dying"
Bury me, in such a shroud of red!
If this is "sleep," 5
On such a night
How proud to shut the eye!
Good Evening, gentle Fellow men!
Peacock presumes to die!
(F.119/J.120)
[1] "fading":: weakening, waning due to oldness. This poem is about a boast soldier presumed his death in the field.
[2] "fade":: disappear.
[3] "dying":: losing one's life.
[4] shroud of red:: his bloody clothes.
[5] "sleep":: rest of life.
[8] gentle:: timid, contrary to the wild, violent acts. Fellow men:: other soldiers.
[9] Peacock:: a boaster; a showy soldier imaging his death in the field.