Sonnet 61

Devouring Time

  1. 1 Is it thy will, thy image should keep open
  2. 2 My heavy eyelids to the weary night?
  3. 3 Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken,
  4. 4 While shadows like to thee do mock my sight?
  5. 5 Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee
  6. 6 So far from home into my deeds to pry,
  7. 7 To find out shames and idle hours in me,
  8. 8 The scope and tenure of thy jealousy?
  9. 9 O, no! thy love, though much, is not so great:
  10. 10 It is my love that keeps mine eye awake:
  11. 11 Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat,
  12. 12 To play the watchman ever for thy sake:
  13. 13 For thee watch I, whilst thou dost wake elsewhere,
  14. 14 From me far off, with others all too near.