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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. 
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
 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. 
[Sleep is] the golden chain that ties health and our bodies together.
[Sleep is] the golden chain that ties health and our bodies together.
 But I, in the chilling twilight stand and wait
 At the portcullis, at thy castle gate,
  Longing read more 
 But I, in the chilling twilight stand and wait
 At the portcullis, at thy castle gate,
  Longing to see the charmed door of dreams
   Turn on its noiseless hinges, delicate sleep! 
 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 on, Baby, on the floor,
 Tired of all the playing,
  Sleep with smile the sweeter for
read more 
 Sleep on, Baby, on the floor,
 Tired of all the playing,
  Sleep with smile the sweeter for
   That you dropped away in!
    On your curls' full roundness stand
     Golden lights serenely--
      One cheek, pushed out by the hand,
       Folds the dimple inly. 
 When the sheep are in the fauld, and a' the kye at hame,
 And all the weary world to read more 
 When the sheep are in the fauld, and a' the kye at hame,
 And all the weary world to sleep are gane. 
 Be not among winebibbers; among riotous eaters of flesh:
 For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty: read more 
 Be not among winebibbers; among riotous eaters of flesh:
 For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty: and 
drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags.