Astrophel and Stella - Sonnet XXXVIII
This night, while sleepe begins with heauy wings To hatch mine eyes, and that vnbitted thought Doth fall to stray, and my chief powres are brought To leaue the scepter of all subiect things; The first that straight my fancys errour brings Vnto my mind is Stellas image, wrought By Loues own selfe, but with so curious drought That she, methinks, not onley shines but sings. I start, look, hearke: but in what closde-vp sence Was held, in opend sense it flies away, Leauing me nought but wayling eloquence. I, seeing better sights in sights decay, Cald it anew, and wooed Sleepe again; But him, her host, that vnkind guest had slain.
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