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Michael Drayton - Idea XXXVII: Dear, why should you command me to my rest
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Dear, why should you command me to my rest
    When now the night doth summon all to sleep?
    Methinks this time becometh lovers best;
    Night was ordain`d together friends to keep.
    How happy are all other living things
    Which, though the day disjoin by sev`ral flight,
    The quiet ev`ning yet together brings,
    And each returns unto his love at night!
    O thou that art so courteous else to all,
   Why should`st thou, Night, abuse me only thus,
   That ev`ry creature to his kind dost call,
   And yet `tis thou dost only sever us?
   Well could I wish it would be ever day,
   If when night comes you bid me go away.
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