Idea XXXVII

Original Text: 
Michael Drayton, Poems (W. Stansby for J. Swethwicke, 1619). STC 7222. Facs. edn.: Scolar Press, 1969. PR 2255 A1 1619A.
1Dear, why should you command me to my rest
2When now the night doth summon all to sleep?
3Methinks this time becometh lovers best;
4Night was ordain'd together friends to keep.
5How happy are all other living things
7The quiet ev'ning yet together brings,
8And each returns unto his love at night!
9O thou that art so courteous else to all,
10Why should'st thou, Night, abuse me only thus,
11That ev'ry creature to his kind dost call,
12And yet 'tis thou dost only sever us?
13Well could I wish it would be ever day,
14If when night comes you bid me go away.

Notes

6] sev'ral: separate. Back to Line
Publication Start Year: 
1599
RPO poem Editors: 
F. D. Hoeniger
RPO Edition: 
3RP 1.131.
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