| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Idea | | Sonnet 37. Dear! why should you command me to my rest | | Michael Drayton (1563–1631) |
| | [First printed in 1602 (No. 41), and in all later editions.] |
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DEAR! why should you command me to my rest, | |
| When now the night doth summon all to sleep? | |
| Methinks, this time becometh lovers best! | |
| Night was ordained, together friends to keep. | |
| How happy are all other living things, | 5 |
| Which, through the day, disjoined by several flight, | |
| The quiet evening yet together brings, | |
| And each returns unto his Love at night! | |
| O thou that art so courteous else to all, | |
| Why shouldst thou, Night! abuse me only thus! | 10 |
| That every creature to his kind dost call, | |
| And yet ’tis thou dost only sever us? | |
| Well could I wish, it would be ever day; | |
| If, when night comes, you bid me go away! | | | |
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