William Shakespeare, Sonnet 27

Night lines

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.

William Shakespeare Sonnet 27 lines 1–4 first published 1609

Edition: Folger Shakespeare, ed. Barbara Mowat and Paul Werstine (Folger Shakespeare Library), read online at folger.edu
Read the whole text: https://www.folger.edu/explore/shakespeares-works/shakespeares-sonnets/read/27/
Rights: Public domain: Shakespeare died in 1616.

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How do I stop my mind racing at night?
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