 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 488 pàgines
...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... | |
 | Solomon Hodgson - 1806 - 362 pàgines
...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...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... | |
 | 1806 - 360 pàgines
...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...thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, fleep, ly'ft thou in fmoky cribs, Upon uneafy pallets ftretching... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 502 pàgines
...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... | |
 | 1806 - 408 pàgines
...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... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1807 - 588 pàgines
...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...no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, Sleep, ly'ft thou in fmoky cribs, Upon uneafy pallets llretching... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 pàgines
...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 - 390 pàgines
...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 - 436 pàgines
...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... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 pàgines
...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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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... 
