 | sir Thomas Browne - 1754 - عدد الصفحات: 420
...as.aftive vigour run My courfe, as doth the nimble fun. Sleep is a death ; 0 make me try, By fleecing, -what it is to die. And as gently lay my head On my grave, as now my bed. How e're Ircfl, great God, let me Awake again, at la ft, ivith tbee. And thus affur'd, tehdd'Ilye Securely,... | |
 | 1746 - عدد الصفحات: 734
...active vigour run My courfe, as doth the nimble fun. Sleep it a death, O make me try, By fleeping, what it is to die : And as gently lay my head On my grave, as now my bed. Howe'er I reft, great God, let me Awake again at laft with thee. And thus aflur'd, behold I lie Securely,... | |
 | 1803 - عدد الصفحات: 490
...active vigour rur.ne My course, as doth the nimble sunns. £leepe is a death, O make me try, By bleeping what it is to die. And as gently lay my head On my grave, as now my bed. ilow ere I rest, great God let me Awake againe at last with Thee. And thus assur'd, behold 1 lie, Securely,... | |
 | James Plumptre - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 486
...thought ; And, with an active vigour, run My course, as doth the nimble sun. 4 Sleep is a death, O make me try, By sleeping, what it is to die ; And as gently lay my head On my grave as now my bed. Howe'er I rest, great God, let me Awake 4gain at last with thee. 5 And, thus assur'd, behold I lie... | |
 | Richard Lobb - 1817 - عدد الصفحات: 430
...conclude this paper: Thou, whose nature cannot sleep, On my temples centry keep. Sleep is a death ; oh ! make me try By sleeping what it is to die; And as gently lay niy head In my grave as on my bed, Howe'er I rest, great God, let me Awake again, at least with thee... | |
 | 1821 - عدد الصفحات: 444
...holy thought, And with as active vigour run My course, as doth the nimble sun. Sleep is a death ! O, make me try, By sleeping, what it is to die ; And as gently lay my head On my grave, as now my bed. Howe'er I rest, great God, let me Awake again, at last, with thee ; And, thus assured, behold I lie... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 362
...some holy thought. And with as active vigour run My course as doth the nimble sun. Sleep is a death, O make me try, By sleeping, what it is to die; And as gently lay my head, On my grave, as now my bed. Howe'er I rest, great God, let me Awake again at least with thee. And thus assur'd, behold I lie Securely,... | |
 | 1833 - عدد الصفحات: 958
...; 1(180. And with an active vigour run My course, as doth the' unwearied sun. Sleep is a death ; so make me try, By sleeping, what it is to die ; And as gently lay my head On my grave, as on my bed ; Howe'er I rest, great God, let me Awake at last again with thee ! » And thus assured,... | |
 | Human heart - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 398
...! How seldom do we meet with the man that can feel such lines as these ; XI " Sleep i» a death : O make me try By sleeping, what it is to die ! And as gently lay my head On my grave as now my bed. Hpwe'er I rest, great God ! let me Awake again, at least with thee ! And thus assured, behold I lie... | |
 | 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 588
...holy thought; And, with as active vigour run My course, as doth the nimble sun. Sleep is a death! O, make me try By sleeping what it is to die; And as gently lay my head On my grave, as on my bed! Howe'cr I rest, great God, let me Awake again, at last, with Tbee; And, thus assured, behold... | |
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Sleep is a death, O make me try. By sleeping, what it is to die ; And as gently lay my head On my grave, as now my bed. 
