Sleep by Sir Philip Sidney
b"Sidney read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\nSleep \\nby Sir Philip Sidney (1554 \\u2013 1586)\\n\\nCome, Sleep; O Sleep! the certain knot of peace,\\nThe baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe,\\nThe poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release,\\nTh' indifferent judge between the high and low;\\nWith shield of proof shield me from out the prease\\nOf those fierce darts Despair at me doth throw:\\nO make in me those civil wars to cease;\\nI will good tribute pay, if thou do so.\\nTake thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed,\\nA chamber deaf to noise and blind of light,\\nA rosy garland and a weary head;\\nAnd if these things, as being thine by right,\\n Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me,\\n Livelier than elsewhere, Stella's image see."