O weary night, O long and tedious night,
Abate thy hours. Shine comforts from the east,
That I may back to Athens by daylight
From these that my poor company detest.
And sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow’s eye,
Steal me awhile from mine own company.
(lies down and sleeps)
from: A Midsumer Night's Dream by William Shakespeare (1564-1616)