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Sonnet 27

One year in Shakespeare's Life in London Penguin: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee

The Penguin edition by John Kerrigan 1986: 27 and 28 are inseparable, paired poems on insomnia.

Charles Nicholl's The Lodger, Shakespeare on Silver Street: We do not know if Shakespeare slept alone in his bed in Silver Street. That he was entirely faithful during his long absences from Anne seems improbable, and some contemporary anecdotes suggest he was not.

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
The dear repose for limbs with travel tir'd;
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.
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