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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: Volume I [-II]. - Page 236
by Lord Henry Home Kames - 1765
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The Hive of Ancient and Modern Literature:: A Collection of Essays ...

1806 - 340 lehte
...Sleep. HOW many 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...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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The Hive of Ancient and Modern Literature: A Collection of Essays ...

Solomon Hodgson - 1806 - 340 lehte
...Sleep. HOW many 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...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,...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, 7. number

William Shakespeare - 1806
...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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The Poetical Preceptor; Or, A Collection of Select Pieces of Poetry ...

1806 - 380 lehte
...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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Elements of Criticism, 2. köide

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1807
...fuccefsfully is life and action given even to fleep : Sing Henry. How many thoufands of my pooreft. fubjects Are at this hour afleep ! O gentle Sleep, Nature's...Sleep, ly'ft thou in fmoky cribs, Upon uneafy pallets llretching thee, And hufiVd with buzzing night-ffies to thy flumber, Than in the perfum'd chambers...
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The plays of William Shakspeare, with the corrections and illustr ..., 9. köide

William Shakespeare - 1807
...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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The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson ..., 2. köide

William Shakespeare - 1807
...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...
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The Port Folio

1808
...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...
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The British Theatre, Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the ...

Mrs. Inchbald - 1808
...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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King Henry IV.: The First[-second] Part ... in Five Acts

William Shakespeare - 1808
...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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