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Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.

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Sonnet XXXIII. Thinking to close my over-watchèd eyes

Richard Linche (fl. 1596–1601)

THINKING to close my over-watchèd eyes,

and stop the sluice of their uncessant flowing;

I laid me down; when each one ’gan to rise:

new risen Sol his flame-like countenance shewing.

But Grief, though drowsy ever, yet never sleeps;

but still admits fresh intercourse of thought:

Duly the passage of each hour he keeps,

nor would he suffer me with sleep be caught.

Some broken slumbers, MORPHEUS had lent

(who greatly pitièd my want of rest);

Whereat my heart, a thousand thanks him sent:

and vowed, to serve him he was ready prest.

Let restless nights, days, hours do their spite;

I’ll love her still! and Love for me shall fight!