Come, Sleep! O Sleep is yet another big favorite, submitted by Elizabeth Knight.
Come, Sleep! O Sleep
Sir Philip Sidney (1554-1586)
Come, Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man’s wealth, the prisoner’s release, Th’ indifferent judge between the high and low;
With shield of proof shield me from out the prease Of those fierce darts Despair at me doth throw:
O make in me those civil wars to cease;
I will good tribute pay if thou do so. Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed, A chamber deaf of noise and blind of light, A rosy garland and a weary head:
And if these things, as being thine in right, Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me, Livelier than elsewhere, Stella’s image see.