Bid Me No More Goodnight

Bid me no more goodnight; because
"Tis dark, must I away?
Love doth acknowledge no such laws,
And love 'tis I obey;
Which blind, doth all your light despise,
And hath no need of eyes
When day is fled.
Besides, the sun, which you
Complain is gone, 'tis true,
Is gone to bed:
Oh, let us do so too.