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" How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep! 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? "
Cambrian Quarterly Magazine and Celtic Repertory - Sivu 114
1833
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Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the ...

William Scott - 1814 - 407 sivua
...sleep 1 Nature's soft nurse ! how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelid's dowri. And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather,...smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, " Ar.d ImshM with buzzing night flies to thy slumber, Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great, Under...

Élémens de la langue anglaise: ou Méthode pratique pour apprendre facilement ...

Louis-Pierre Siret - 1815 - 184 sivua
...hour asleep ! О sleep , О 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 forgetralness ! Why rather , sleep , ly'st thou in smoky cribs , • i - j и Upon uneasy pallets stretching...

Elements of Criticism, Nide 2

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1816
...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, ly'st thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies...

Elegant extracts in poetry, Nide 2

Elegant extracts - 1816
...frighted the*, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids And steep my senses in forgelfulness ! [down, Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, [slumber ; And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great, Under...

Elements of criticism [by H. Home].

Henry Home (lord Kames.) - 1817
...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...with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber, Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sounds of sweetest...

Lessons in Elocution: Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse, for the ...

William Scott - 1817 - 407 sivua
...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 smoaky cribs, Upon uneasy paltets stretching thee, And httsh'd with booing night flies to thy slumber,...

The Contemplative Philosopher: Or, Short Essays on the Various ..., Nide 1

Richard Lobb - 1817
...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 stretching thee, And hushed with buzzing night-flies...

The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, Nide 4

William Shakespeare - 1814
...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 stretching thee, And hushM with buzzing...

Peak scenery, or, Excursions in Derbyshire:: made chiefly for the purpose of ...

Ebenezer Rhodes - 1899
...down, for we needed not such a luxury to make sleep sweet and refreshing. " Why rather sleep, ly'st thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with busy nightflies to thy slumber; Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly...

The Plays of Shakspeare, Nide 1

William Shakespeare - 1819
...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...with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber ; Than in the periftim'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sounds of sweetest...




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