Astrophel and Stella XXXIX

Original Text: 
Sir Philip Sidney, Sir P. S. his Astrophel and Stella ([J. Charlewood] for T. Newman, 1591). STC 22536. Facs. edn.: Menston: Scolar Press, 1970. PR 2342 A7 1591A ROBA.
1Come Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace,
2The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe,
3The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release,
6Of those fierce darts despair at me doth throw:
7O make in me those civil wars to cease;
8I will good tribute pay, if thou do so.
9Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed,
10A chamber deaf to noise and blind to light,
11A rosy garland and a weary head:
12And if these things, as being thine by right,
14Livelier than elsewhere, Stella's image see.


4] indifferent: impartial. Back to Line
5] prease: throng, press. Back to Line
13] Move not thy heavy grace: impel not thy drowsy favour. Back to Line
Publication Start Year: 
RPO poem Editors: 
F. D. Hoeniger
RPO Edition: 
3RP 1:121.