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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... "
The Art of English Poetry Containing: Rules for making verses. A collection ... - Страница 389
по Edward Bysshe - 1710 - 554 страници
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The Works of Mr. William Shakespear: In Six Volumes ; Adorn'd with Cuts

William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 590 страници
...Subjects Are at this hoar aflecp! O Sleep, O gentle Sleep, Nature's fo ft Nuife, haw have I fronted thee. That thou no more wilt weigh my Eye-lids down, And fteep my Senfes in Forgttfulncfs? Why rather, Sleep, Jyeft thou in fmoalcy Crib?, Upon uneafie Psllacis ftretching thee,...

The Complete Art of Poetry: In Six Parts, I. Of the Nature, Use ..., Том 2

Charles Gildon - 1718 - 490 страници
...Counterfeit, Chief tfourifher in Life's Feaft. Sbak. Mud. O Sleep, O gentle Sleep l Nature's beft Nnrfe ! how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my Eye-lids down, And fteep mySeufesin Forgetfulnefs ? . Why rather, Sleep, ly'ft thou in fmoaky Cribs, Upon uneafy Pallads ftretching...

The Complete Art of Poetry ...

Charles Gildon - 1718 - 394 страници
...thoufands of my. pooreft Subjefis Are at this Hour afieep ! O Sleep, O gentle Sleep, Nature's foft Nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my Eye-hds down, And fteep my Senfes in Forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, Sleep, lyeft thou in frnoaky Cribs,...

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

William Shakespeare - 1740 - 492 страници
...Pa£t. How many 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 ftretching...

King Richard II. King Henry IV. King Henry VI, part 1

William Shakespeare - 1747 - 540 страници
...How many thoufands 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 pallets ftretching...

The Works of Shakespear: In Eight Volumes, Том 4

William Shakespeare - 1747 - 544 страници
...many 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, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto ...

William Shakespeare - 1747 - 352 страници
...fpeed. HOw many thoufands of my poureft fubjeds Are at this hour afteep ! O gentle Sleep, Nature's foft nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, La And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefc ? Why rather, Sleep, ly'ft thou in fmoaky cribt, Upon uneafie...

The beauties of Shakespear: regularly selected from each play, with ..., Том 2

William Shakespeare - 1752 - 268 страници
...too proud to wait in palaces i And yet fo humble too as not to fcorn . The meaneft country cottages i That thou .no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, fleep, ly'lt thou in fmoaky cribs, Upon uneafy pallets ftretching...

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

Robert Dodsley - 1754 - 590 страници
...many Thoufands of 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...fteep my Senfes in Forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, Sleep, lyeft thou in finoaky Hutts, Upon uneafy Pallets ftretching thee, And huflit with buzzing Night-flies...

Remarks on the Beauties of Poetry

Daniel Webb - 1762 - 140 страници
...fide* Does the 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 ftretching...




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