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Now, blessings light on him that first invented this same sleep!
it covers a man all over, thoughts and read more
Now, blessings light on him that first invented this same sleep!
it covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak; it is
meat for the hungry, drink for the thirsty, heat for the cold,
and cold for the hot. It is the current coin that purchases all
the pleasures of the world cheap; and the balance that sets the
king and the shepherd, the fool and the wise man, even. There is
only one thing, which somebody once put into my head, that I
dislike in sleep; it is, that it resembles death; there is very
little difference between a man in his first sleep, and a man in
his last sleep.
Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night,
Brother to Death, in silent darkness born;
Relive my languish, read more
Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night,
Brother to Death, in silent darkness born;
Relive my languish, and restore the light.
I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep: for thou, Lord,
only makest me dwell in safety.
I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep: for thou, Lord,
only makest me dwell in safety.
Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee and just as hard to sleep after.
Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee and just as hard to sleep after.
Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.
Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.
Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all
Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all
What means this heaviness that hangs upon me?
This lethargy that creeps through all my senses?
Nature, read more
What means this heaviness that hangs upon me?
This lethargy that creeps through all my senses?
Nature, oppress'd and harrass'd out with care,
Sinks down to rest.
Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air read more
Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.
How he sleepeth! having drunken
Weary childhood's mandragore,
From his pretty eyes have sunken
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How he sleepeth! having drunken
Weary childhood's mandragore,
From his pretty eyes have sunken
Pleasures to make room for more--
Sleeping near the withered nosegay which he pulled the day
before.