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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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Elements of criticism [by H. Home].

Henry Home (lord Kames.) - 1817
...many thousands 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 eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...
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The Contemplative Philosopher: Or, Short Essays on the Various ..., 1. köide

Richard Lobb - 1817
...many thousands 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 down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness? Why rather, Sleep, ly'st thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...
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The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, 4. köide

William Shakespeare - 1814
...my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — Sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how hare I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness? Why ratner, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...
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The Plays of Shakspeare, 1. köide

William Shakespeare - 1819
...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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Elements of Criticism, 2. köide

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1819
...many thousands of my poorest subject* Are at this huur asleep ! O gtntle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids dowo, And steep my senses in forgetfulness? Why rather, Sleep, ly'st thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy...
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Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the ...

William Scott - 1820 - 407 lehte
...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 down, And steep my senses in fdrgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs. Upon un.ea.sy pallet's...
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Lessons in Elocution: Or, A Selection of Pieces, in Prose and Verse, for the ...

William Scott (teacher, Edinburgh.) - 1819 - 360 lehte
...thousands 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 down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rathe'r, Sleep, liest thoii in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...
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The Works: With Memoirs of His Life and Writings by Robert Anderson, 2. köide

John Moore - 1820
...Address to Sleep into the mouth of this monarch.— O Sleep ! 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 ? Why rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribj, Upon uneasy pallets...
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The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, 17. köide

William Shakespeare - 1821
...sleep, O gentle sleep." The repeated tragic O was probably a playhouse intrusion. 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 Poetical Common-place Book: Consisting of an Original Selection of ...

Poetical common-place book - 1822 - 388 lehte
...many thousands 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 down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ! Why rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...
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