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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... "
Prolusiones poeticæ; or, A selection of poetical exercises, in Greek, Latin ... - Էջ 28
Prolusiones - 1788
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Power Plays: Shakespeare's Lessons in Leadership and Management

John O. Whitney, Tina Packer - 2002 - 321 էջ
...thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep! O sleep, 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? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs . . . Than in the perfum'd...
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A Dictionary of the Bible: Volume II: (Part I: Feign -- Hyssop)

James Hastings - 2004 - 464 էջ
...blessed one, as in Shaks. if Henry IV. in. i. 8— ' O sleep t O gentle sleep I Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee. That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses In forgetfulness?' FORGIVENESS . . . shamefully . . . putteth his death in forgetfulnesse...
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Henry IV, Part 2

William Shakespeare - 2011 - 404 էջ
...thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep! O sleep, O gentle sleep, 5 Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetf ulness? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets...
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German Shakespeare Studies at the Turn of the Twenty-first Century

Christa Jansohn - 2006 - 324 էջ
...conscience. The inability to sleep is the inability to forget: "O sleep, 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?" ( 2 Henry IV, 3. 1.5-8) 20. This teaching of aggressive foreign...
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The Second Part of King Henry IV

William Shakespeare - 2007 - 36 էջ
...thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep? O Sleep! O gentle Sleep! 5 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 stretching...
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