Nature
Come, Sleep
From Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan Age, ed. A. H. Bullen (London: Nimmo, 1889)
Come, Sleep, and with thy sweet deceiving,
Lock me in delight awhile;
Let some pleasing dreams beguile
All my fancies; that from thence
I may feel an influence,
All my powers of care bereaving!
Though but a shadow, but a sliding,
Let me know some little joy!
We that suffer long annoy
Are contented with a thought,
Through an idle fancy wrought:
Oh, let my joys have some abiding!
Codex Note
Listed by Bullen under Beaumont and Fletcher jointly.
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Fletcher, John. “Come, Sleep.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/fletcher_j/1/.
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Fletcher, John. “Come, Sleep.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/fletcher_j/1/.
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