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1 Sonnet 27 A Chimariella Production of By William Shakespeare Poetry in Motion presents:

2 Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,

3 The dear repose for with travel tired; limbs

4 But then begins a journeyin my head,

5 To work my mind, when body’s work’s Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins a journey in my head, expired:

6 For then my thoughts, where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee from far

7 And keep my open wide, d r o o p i n g e ye li d s

8 Looking on darkness which the blind do see: For then my thoughts from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide,

9 Save that my soul’s imaginary sight

10 Presents thy shadow to my sightless viewsightless

11 Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night,

12 Makes black night beauteous and her old face new. Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body’s work’s expired: For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, Looking on darkness which the blind do see: Save that my soul’s imaginary sight Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night,

13 -William Shakespeare Lo, thus, by day my limbs,

14 by night my mind,

15 For thee no quiet find. and for myself

16 Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body’s work’s expired: For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, Looking on darkness which the blind do see: Save that my soul’s imaginary sight Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night, Makes black night beauteous and her old face new. Lo, thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind, For thee and for myself no quiet find. -FIN


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