English Poetry I: From Chaucer to Gray. The Harvard Classics. 190914. |
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| 59. To Sleep |
| | | Sir Philip Sidney (15541586) |
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| COME, Sleep; O Sleep! the certain knot of peace, | |
| The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, | |
| The poor mans wealth, the prisoners release, | |
| Th indifferent judge between the high and low; | |
| With shield of proof, shield me from out the prease | 5 |
| Of those fierce darts Despair at me doth throw: | |
| O make in me those civil wars to cease; | |
| I will good tribute pay, if thou do so. | |
| Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed, | |
| A chamber deaf to noise and blind to light, | 10 |
| A rosy garland and a weary head: | |
| And if these things, as being thine by right, | |
| Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me, | |
| Livelier than elsewhere, Stellas image see. | |
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