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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.
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.
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
Still believe that ever round you
Spirits float who watch and wait;
Nor forget the twain who read more
Still believe that ever round you
Spirits float who watch and wait;
Nor forget the twain who found you
Sleeping nigh the Golden Gate.
It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the
bread of sorrows: read more
It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the
bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
Life is something that happens when you can't get to sleep.
Life is something that happens when you can't get to sleep.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.
Sleep on, Baby, on the floor,
Tired of all the playing,
Sleep with smile the sweeter for
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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.
Dawn: When men of reason go to bed.
Dawn: When men of reason go to bed.
