Sonnet 28: How can I then return in happy plight

1How can I then return in happy plight,

2That am debarre'd the benefit of rest?

3When day's oppression is not eas'd by night,

4But day by night and night by day oppress'd,

5And each, though enemies to either's reign,

6Do in consent shake hands to torture me,

7The one by toil, the other to complain

8How far I toil, still farther off from thee.

9I tell the day, to please him thou art bright,

10And dost him grace when clouds do blot the heaven:

11So flatter I the swart-complexion'd night,

12When sparkling stars twire not thou gild'st the even.

13 But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer,

14 And night doth nightly make grief's length seem stronger.