There is only one thing people like that is good for them; a good night's sleep

There is only one thing people like that is good for them; a good night's sleep

I reached for sleep and drew it round me like a blanket muffling pain and thought together in the merciful read more

I reached for sleep and drew it round me like a blanket muffling pain and thought together in the merciful dark.

How happy he whose toil
Has o'er his languid pow'rless limbs diffus'd
A pleasing lassitude; he not read more

How happy he whose toil
Has o'er his languid pow'rless limbs diffus'd
A pleasing lassitude; he not in vain
Invokes the gentle Deity of dreams.
His pow'rs the most voluptuously dissolve
In soft repose; on him the balmy dews
Of Sleep with double nutriment descend.

Sleep hath its own world,
A boundary between the things misnamed
Death and existence: Sleep hath its read more

Sleep hath its own world,
A boundary between the things misnamed
Death and existence: Sleep hath its own world,
And a wide realm of wild reality,
And dreams in their development have breath,
And tears and tortures, and the touch of joy.

Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death....

Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death....

It is not good a sleping hound to wake.

It is not good a sleping hound to wake.

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.

Don't stay in bed, unless you can make money in bed.

Don't stay in bed, unless you can make money in bed.

Of all the thoughts of God that are
Borne inward unto souls afar,
Along the Psalmist's music read more

Of all the thoughts of God that are
Borne inward unto souls afar,
Along the Psalmist's music deep,
Now tell me if that any is.
For gift or grace, surpassing this--
"He giveth His beloved sleep."