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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 and Caledonian Quarterly Magazine and Celtic Repertory - 114. oldal
1833
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The First Canto of Ricciardetto, 1. kötet

Niccolò Forteguerri - 1822 - 280 oldal
...•— • — — " 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 forgetfilness!" Shakespeare, Hen. IV. " In the first rank of these did Zimri stand : A man so various,...

The Speaker: Or Miscellaneous Pieces, Selected from the Best English Writers ...

William Enfield - 1823 - 412 oldal
...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...with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber, Than in the perkim'd chambers of the Great, Under the canopies of costly state,. And lull'd with sounds of sweetest...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, in Ten Volumes: King John ...

William Shakespeare - 1823 - 372 oldal
...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 perfum'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sounds of sweetest...

The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the ..., 5. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1823 - 590 oldal
...Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, t " O sleep, O gentle sleep,"—MA LONE. £ 3 That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses...with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber; Than in the perfiun'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lulPd with sounds of sweetest...

The Cottager's monthly visitor, 3. kötet

1823 - 594 oldal
...at this hour, asleep! Sleep, gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thoe, That thou no more wilt weigh' my eye-lids down, And steep my...thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching I hce, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to tliy slumber; Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great,...

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

William Scott - 1823 - 396 oldal
...this hour asleep ! — O gentle sleep ! ' Nature's soft nurs« ! how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness? Why rather, Sleep, lie»t thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night flies...

The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson, Stevens ...

William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 oldal
...(righted thee. That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids done. And steep my senses in forgetl illness ? as the lightning in the colliedt night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both Imsli'cl with buzzing night-flies to th> slumber ; Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great, Under...

The Lady's Magazine and Museum, 11. kötet

1837 - 540 oldal
...opening apostrophe, " 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 ?" But indeed the whole speech is so full of truth and beauty, comes home so closely to the feelings...

The Plays, 5. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1824 - 422 oldal
...thk 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 perfum'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sounds of sweetest...

A dictionary of quotations from the British poets, by the author of The ...

British poets - 1824 - 676 oldal
...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...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...




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