 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 592 str.
...letters, And well confider of them : Make good fpeed Exit Page. How many thoufand of my pooreft fubjects Are at this hour afleep ! — Sleep, gentle fleep,...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 372 str.
...[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... | |
 | Johann Georg Zimmermann - 1800 - 410 str.
...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... | |
 | Richard Valpy - 1801 - 114 str.
...Night Gown. King 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...my fenfes in forgetfulnefs ?— Why rather, fleep, lieft thou in fmoky cribs, Upon uneafy pallets ftretching thee, And hufh'd with buzzing night-flies... | |
 | 1851 - 592 str.
...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... | |
 | John Harwood Moore - 1803 - 506 str.
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 632 str.
...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... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 str.
...many thousands of my poorest subject* Are at this hour asleep ! O gentle Sleep , Nature's soft nurse , how have I frighted thee , That thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness I "Why rather , Sleep , lay'st thou in smoaky cribs ? Upon uneasy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 480 str.
...thousand 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 eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 488 str.
...thousand 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 eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets... | |
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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... 
