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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
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;        5
  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);        10
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!

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