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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... "
The Works of Shakespeare ...: Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected ... - Сторінка 222
автори: William Shakespeare - 1740
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The beauties of Shakespeare, selected from his plays and poems

William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 стор.
...r\ndwellconfiderofthem. Make good fpeed. [Exit Ps^." ffow many thoufands of my pooreit fuhjefts &re at this hour afleep ! O gentle Sleep, Nature's foft nurfe, how have I frighted thee. That them no more wilt Weigh my eye-lids down, And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, Sleep,...
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Medical Extracts: On the Nature of Health, with Practical ..., Том 3

1796 - 446 стор.
...thoufand of my poorefl fubjefis are at this boor afleep ! — O ' gentle flttp, nature's hit nurle, how have I frighted thee, that thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, and flee p my fenfes in forgctfulncfs ? Why, rather, deep, ly'ft thou in finoaky cribs, upon uneafy pallets...
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The plays of William Shakspeare, accurately pr. from the text of mr ...

William Shakespeare - 1797 - 694 стор.
...[£«'/ Page. How many thoufand of my pooreft fubjecls Are at this hour afleep ! — Sleep, gentle fleep, Nature's foft nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That...And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, fleep, Heft thou in fmoky cribs, Upon uneafy pallets ftretching thee, And hufh'd with buzzing night-flies...
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Works, Containing His Plays and Poems: To which is Added a Glossary, Том 3

William Shakespeare - 1797 - 592 стор.
...Exit Page. How many thoufand of my pooreft fubjects Are at this hour afleep ! — Sleep, gentle fleep, Nature's foft nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That...And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, fleep, lieft thou in fmoky cribs, Upon uneafy pallets ftretching thee, And hufh'd with buzzing night-flies...
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The Plays of William Shakspeare. ....

William Shakespeare - 1800 - 372 стор.
...[Exit Page, How many thouftnd of my poorefl fubjefts Are at this hour afieep ! — Sleep, gentle deep, Nature's foft nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids dowu, And fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, fleep, lieft thou in fmoky cribs , Upon uneafy...
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Solitude. Or the Effect of Occasional Retirement on the Mind, the ..., Том 1

Johann Georg Zimmermann - 1800 - 410 стор.
...many thoufands of my pooreft fubjects " Are at this hour afleep !— O, Sleep, O, gentle SJ,eep ! " Nature's foft nurfe, how have I frighted thee, " That thou no more wilt weigh my eyslids down, " And fteep my fcnfcs iil forgetfulnefs ? " Why rather, Sleep, ly'ft thou in fmqajpy...
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The Second Part of King Henry the Fourth

Richard Valpy - 1801 - 114 стор.
...Henry. JUTOW many thoufand of my pooreft fub~ jedts "; Are at this hour afleep !— O gentle fleep, Nature's foft nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That...fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ?— Why rather, fleep, lieft thou in fmoky cribs, Upon uneafy pallets ftretching thee, And hufh'd with buzzing night-flies...
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The Christian guardian (and Church of England magazine).

1851 - 592 стор.
...thousands 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...
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“A” View of Society and Manners in Italy: With Anecdotes Relating to ..., Том 2

John Harwood Moore - 1803 - 506 стор.
...this monarch : , . - - O Sleep ! O gentle Sleep ! Nature's foft nurfe, how have I frighted thee, That That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And...fteep my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ? Why rather, Sleep, lieft thou in fmoky cribs, Upon uneafy pallats ftretching thee, And hufli'd with bufy night-ffies to...
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The Plays of William Shakespeare, Том 4

William Shakespeare - 1803 - 632 стор.
...thousand of my poorest subjects Arc 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...
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