 | John Platts - 1822 - 844 str.
...King Henry the Fourth : — How many thousands of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! O ! gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted...steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with busy night-flies to... | |
 | 1822 - 418 str.
...SOLILOQUY ON SLEEP. SHAKSPEARE. How many thousands of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted...steep my senses in forgetfulness ! Why rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies... | |
 | Niccolò Forteguerri - 1822 - 280 str.
...from the rattling tongue Of saucy and audacious eloquence." Shakespeare, Ibid. •— • — — " Sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have...wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfilness!" Shakespeare, Hen. IV. " In the first rank of these did Zimri stand : A man so various,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 372 str.
...they come, bid them o'er-read these letters, And well consider of them : Make good speed. — [Ex. Page. How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are...steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies... | |
 | William Enfield - 1823 - 412 str.
...HENRY IV'S SOLILOQUY ON SLEEP. How many thousands of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted...steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs,. Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies... | |
 | 1837 - 540 str.
...the vile ?" for never was human conception more sweetly embodied than in the opening apostrophe, " Sleep ! gentle sleep ! Nature's soft nurse, how have...eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetfulness ?" But indeed the whole speech is so full of truth and beauty, comes home so closely to the feelings... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 422 str.
...consider of them : Make good speed. [Exit Page. How many thousands of my poorest subjects Are at thk hour asleep ! — Sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft...steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 str.
...is a comforter. Weariness How many thousands of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted...steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, Sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1825 - 438 str.
...But, ere they come, bid them o'er-read these letters, And well consider of them : Make good speed. — How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this...steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies... | |
 | John Thurston - 1825 - 308 str.
...walk before thee, like a sow that hath overwhelmed all her litter but one. Act I. Seme II. K. Henry. How many thousand of my poorest subjects ! Are at...eye•lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Act III. Scene I. P. Henry, [puts the crown on his head.] Lo, here it sits, — Which heaven shall... | |
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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... 
