 | 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 418
...many thousands of my poorest subjects 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 in forgetfulness ! Why rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
 | John Platts - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 844
...many thousands of my poorest subjects 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 in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
 | Niccolò Forteguerri - 1822 - عدد الصفحات: 280
...audacious eloquence." Shakespeare, Ibid. •— • — — " 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... | |
 | 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 540
...more sweetly embodied than in the 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...thousand of my poorest subjects Are at 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 in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
 | William Enfield - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 412
...many thousands of my poorest subjects 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 in forgetfulness ? Why rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs,. Upon uneasy pallets... | |
 | William Scott - 1823 - عدد الصفحات: 396
...thousands of my poorest subjects Are at 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... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 676
...thousands of my poorest subjects 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 in forgetfulness ? Why rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 422
...thousands of my poorest subjects Are at 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 in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - عدد الصفحات: 882
...thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this h»ur asleep ! — Sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, man , mortal men, mortal men ! //,,,,'. Ay, but, sir steep my senses in forgRtfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
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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... 
