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Sonnets."--ED. A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by, One after one; the sound of rain, and bees Murmuring; the fall of rivers, winds and seas, Smooth fields, white sheets of water, and pure sky; I have thought of all by turns, and yet do lie[1] 5 Sleepless[A]! and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first uttered from my orchard trees; And the first cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep! by any stealth: 10 So do not let me wear to-night away: Without Thee what is all the morning's wealth? Come, blessed barrier between[2] day and day, Dear mother of fresh thoughts and joyous health! Compare Ovid, _Metamorphoses_, book xi. l. 623; _Macbeth_, act II. scene ii. l. 39; _King Henry IV._, Part II., act III. scene i. l. 5; _Midsummer Night's Dream_, act III. scene ii. l. 435.--ED. VARIANTS: [1] 1845. I've thought of all by turns; and still I lie 1807. By turns have all been thought of; yet I lie 1827. I thought of all by turns, and yet I lie 1837. I have thought ... 1838. [2] 1832. ... betwixt ... 1807. ... between night and day, MS. FOOTNOTES: [A] Compare _The Faerie Queene_, book I. canto i. stanza 41-- And more to lulle him in his slumber soft, A trickling streame from high rock tumbling downe, And ever-drizling raine upon the loft, Mixt with a murmuring winde, much like the sowne Of swarming Bees, did cast him in a swowne. ED. TO THE MEMORY OF RAISLEY CALVERT Composed 1806.--Published 1807 [This young man, Raisley Calvert, to whom I was so much indebted, died at Penrith, 1795.--I. F.] Classed among the "Miscellaneous Sonnets."--ED. Calvert! it must not be unheard by them Who may respect my name, that I to thee Owed many years of early liberty. This care was thine when sickness did condemn Thy youth to hopeless wasting, root and stem-- 5 That I, if frugal and severe, might stray Where'er I liked; and finally array My temples with the Muse's diadem. Hence, if in freedom I have loved the truth; If there be aught of pure, or good, or great, 10 In my p
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