| William Shakespeare - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 382
...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 i Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1807 - عدد الصفحات: 390
...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, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
| Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 416
...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, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
| 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 436
...perhaps exclaimed, like another prince, in similar perplexity, 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, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 400
...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, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
| William Enfield - 1808 - عدد الصفحات: 434
...many thousands of my poorest subjects .Are at this hour asleep ! 0 gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my tye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfuhlcs.s ! Why rather. Sleep, lay'st thou in smoaky cribs,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 458
...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, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 514
...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... | |
| Nicholas C. Pitta - 1812 - عدد الصفحات: 294
...mourn the loss of it ; and well may we exclaim with the poet— 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 f The dense and impure smoke which arises from the different lights... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 454
...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, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
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