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The sleep of a labouring man is sweet, whether he eat little or
much: but the abundance of the read more
The sleep of a labouring man is sweet, whether he eat little or
much: but the abundance of the rich will not suffer him to
sleep.
Better to get up late and be wide awake than to get up early and be asleep all day.
Better to get up late and be wide awake than to get up early and be asleep all day.
[Sleep is] the golden chain that ties health and our bodies together.
[Sleep is] the golden chain that ties health and our bodies together.
To achieve the impossible dream, try going to sleep.
To achieve the impossible dream, try going to sleep.
Dawn: When men of reason go to bed.
Dawn: When men of reason go to bed.
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, 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.
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.