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" O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness... "
Elements of Criticism - الصفحة 67
بواسطة Lord Henry Home Kames - 1762
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William Shakespeare - 1803 - عدد الصفحات: 154
...poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — Sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have 1 frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forget fulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...

The Speaker Or Miscellaneous Pieces Selected from the Best English Writers ...

William Enfield - 1804 - عدد الصفحات: 418
...many thousands of my poorest subject* Are at this hour asleep ! O gentle Sleep , Nature's soft nurse , how have I frighted thee , That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness I "Why rather , Sleep , lay'st thou in smoaky cribs ? Upon uneasy...

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CHARLES MAYO, L.L.B. - 1804 - عدد الصفحات: 582
...many thousand of my poorest subjects are at this hour asleep!—O gentle Sleep, nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, that thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids dpwn, and steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, upon uneasy...

Solitude:, المجلد 1

Johann Georg Zimmermann - 1804 - عدد الصفحات: 406
...my poorefl fubjefts " Arc at this hour afleep ! — O, Sleep, O, gentle Sleep! " Nature's foftnurfe, how have I frighted thee, " That thou no more wilt weigh my eylids down, " And ftccp my fenfes in forgetfulnt fs ? " Why rather, Sleep, ly'ftthouon fmoaky cribs,...

The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the ..., المجلد 5

William Shakespeare - 1805 - عدد الصفحات: 488
...thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — Sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...

The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the ..., المجلد 5

William Shakespeare - 1805 - عدد الصفحات: 480
...thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — Sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...

The Hive of Ancient and Modern Literature:: A Collection of Essays ...

1806 - عدد الصفحات: 360
...thoufands of my pooreft fubjects Are at this hour afleep !—O fleep, O gentle fleep, Nature's foft nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more...And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, fleep, ly'ft thou in fmoky cribs, Upon uneafy pallets ftretching thee, And hufh'd with buzzing night-ffies...

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Solomon Hodgson - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 362
...thoufands of my pooreft fubje&s Are at this hour afleep ! — O fleep, O gentle fleep, Nature's foft nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more...wilt weigh my eyelids down, And fteep my fenfes in forgetf ulnefs ? Why rather, fleep, ly'ft thou in fmoky cribs, Upon uneafy pallets ftretching thee,...

The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ...

1806 - عدد الصفحات: 408
...wavering multitude, Can play upon it. On SLEEP. (SHAKESPEARE.) -O GEN TIE Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, Sleep, ly'st thou in smoaky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...

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...thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep! — Sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, Hest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...




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