 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 518 страници
...gentle sleep, Natur*1'» sou nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelid* down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness? Why rather,...with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber ; Than in the prrfnm'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And luird with sounds of sweetest... | |
 | Catherine George Ward - 1824 - 720 страници
...XI. « Sleep ! gentle sleep < Nature's soft nurse ; how hare I frighted thee, That thou no more wil( weigh my eyelids down,' And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, lieit thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd by buzzing night-flies to... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 страници
...cast him up. ACT III. APOSTROPHE TO SLEEP. Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfubiess ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee,... | |
 | Ebenezer Rhodes - 1824 - 422 страници
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 882 страници
...this h»ur asleep ! — Sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou ,'. Ay, but, sir forgRtfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thce,... | |
 | William Scott - 1825 - 382 страници
...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...uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night flies to thy slumber, Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly... | |
 | John Thurston - 1825 - 308 страници
...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 ? Act III. Scene I. P. Henry, [puts the crown on his head.] Lo, here it sits, — Which heaven shall... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 602 страници
...this hour asleep ! — Sleep, gentle sleep, f 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 560 страници
...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...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... | |
 | William Enfield - 1827 - 412 страници
...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 perfum'd chambers of the Great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sounds of sweetest... | |
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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? 
