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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... "
The poetical reader, with notes and questions by A.W. Buchan - Страница 94
под редакцията на - 1861
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Том 3

William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709
...pooreft Subjeds Are at this hour afleep ! O Sleep, O gentle Sleep, Nature's foft Nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my Eye-lids down, And fteep my Senfes in Forgetfulnefs? Why rather, Sleep, lyeft thou in fmoaky Cribs, Upon uneafie Pallads...

The Art of English Poetry Containing: Rules for making verses. A collection ...

Edward Bysshe - 1710 - 554 страници
...fame Thing at la it. DC;.'..-.-. • • O Sleep, O gentle Sleep ! Natur's beft Nurfe ! how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my Eye-lids down, And fteep my Senfes in Forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, Sleep, ly'ft thou in fmoaky Cribs, Upon uneafy PalJads...

The Works of Shakespeare ...: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and ..., Том 4

William Shakespeare - 1740
...thoufands of my pooreft Subjefts Are at this hour afleep ! O gentle Sleep, Nature's foft Nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down,. And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, Sleep, ly'ft thou in fmoaky cribs, Upon uneafie pallets...

The Works of Shakespear in Eight Volumes: The Genuine Text (collated with ...

William Shakespeare - 1747
...of my pooreft Subjecls Are at this hour afleep ! ' O gentle Sleep, < Nature's foft Nurfe, how have I frighted thee, ' That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, ' And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? ' Why rather, Sleep, ly'ft thou in fmoaky cribs, * Upon uneafie...

The Works of Shakespear: In Eight Volumes, Том 4

William Shakespeare, Alexander Pope - 1747
...my pooreft Subjefts Are at this hour afleep ! ' O gentle Sleep, « Nature's foft Nurfe, how have I frighted thee, * That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, ' And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? » Why rather, Sleep, ly'ft thou in fmoaky cribs, * Upon uneafie...

The Preceptor: Containing a General Course of Education, Том 1

Robert Dodsley - 1754
...my pooreft Subje&s I JL Are at this Hour afleep ! O gentle Sleep ! Nature's foft Nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my Eye-lids down, And fteep my Senfes in Forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, Sleep, lyeft thou in finoaky Hutts, Upon uneafy Pallets...

Remarks on the Beauties of Poetry, Брой 1

Daniel Webb - 1762 - 123 страници
...anxious heart lament its loft peace ? '- • - - - - - - O gentle fleep, Nature's foft nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And fteep my fenfes \n forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, Sleep, ly'ft thou in fmoaky cribs, Upon uneafie pallets...

THE MONTHLY REVIEW

SEVERAL HANDS - 1762
...fide ? Does the anxious heart lament its ioft peace,' O gentle Sleep, Nature's foft nurfe, how have i frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And deep my fenfes in fo getfuh.cfs ? Why rather, Sleep, licit thou in fmoky cribs, Upon uneafy pallets...

Elements of Criticism, Том 3

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1762
...thoufands of my pooreft fubjefts Are at this hour afleep ! O gentle Sleep, Nature's fbft nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That thou 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...

The plays of William Shakespeare, with the corrections and illustr. of ...

William Shakespeare - 1765
...thoufands of my pooreft Subjects Are at this hour afleep ! O gentle fleep, Nature's fofc Nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, Sleep, ly'ft thou in fmoaky cribs, Upon uneafy pallets...




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