...him, That thou provok'st thyself to 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...

...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 eye•lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Act III. Scene I. P. Henry, [puts the crown on his head.] Lo, here...

...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 ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...

...thousand of my poorest subjects Are at 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 senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...

...many thousands of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep! Oh! 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 forgetfuluess? Why, rather, sleep, ly'st thou on smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...

...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...

...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? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs. Upon uneasy pallets...

...insufficient ra«v want to try some of the alternative^ "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?" From Shakespeare's HENRY IV .•ideation alluded to in the JAMA...

...Part II is like listening to an overture to Macbeth: O sleep, O 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?. . . Then you perceive the body of our kingdom, How foul it is; what...

...thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep! O sleep, O gentle sleep, 5 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...