William Shakespeare's Sonnets

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Author: William Shakespeare

Sonnet 27

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
The dear repose for limbs with travel tired;
But then begins a journey in my head,
To work my mind, when body’s work’s expired:
For then my thoughts, from far where I abide,
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide,
Looking on darkness which the blind do see
Save that my soul’s imaginary sight
Presents thy shadow to my sightless view,
Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night,
Makes black night beauteous and her old face new.
  Lo! thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind,
  For thee and for myself no quiet find.
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Chicago: William Shakespeare, "Sonnet 27," Literature Reference Library Preview in Original Sources, accessed September 24, 2018, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=DJP4AWYRP896S5V.

MLA: Shakespeare, William. "Sonnet 27." Literature Reference Library Preview, in , Original Sources. 24 Sep. 2018. www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=DJP4AWYRP896S5V.

Harvard: Shakespeare, W, 'Sonnet 27' in Literature Reference Library Preview. cited in , . Original Sources, retrieved 24 September 2018, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=DJP4AWYRP896S5V.