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" How many 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 eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness... "
Commentaries on the Historical Plays of Shakspeare - 126 ページ
Thomas Peregrine Courtenay 著 - 1840 - 340 ページ
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The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected ..., 第 5 巻

William Shakespeare - 1823 - 590 ページ
...they come, bid them o'er-read these letters, And well consider of them: Make good speed. [Exit Page. How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — Sleep, gentle sleep, f Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, t " O sleep, O gentle sleep,"—MA LONE. £ 3 That...

The Lady's Magazine and Museum, 第 11 巻

1837 - 540 ページ
...the vile ?" for never was human conception more sweetly embodied than in the opening apostrophe, " 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 ?" But indeed the whole speech is so...

The Speaker: Or Miscellaneous Pieces, Selected from the Best English Writers ...

William Enfield - 1823 - 412 ページ
...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 thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, Sleep, liest thou in...

The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson, Stevens ...

William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 ページ
...And well consider of them : Make good speed. [£ri« PACE. How many thousand of my poorest nibjects another's eye? Lys. Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickne (righted thee. That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids done. And steep my senses in forgetl illness...

The London Magazine, 第 8 巻

1823 - 696 ページ
...necessary to endue his most solemn and inactive scenes : the very first line is an exclamation — o. Or «o ?— much les». ! and the whole speech is divided between exclamation and interrogation, the liveliest forms of expression...

The Plays, 第 5 巻

William Shakespeare - 1824 - 422 ページ
...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...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...

The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1824 - 882 ページ
...them : make good speed. — [Exit Page. How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this h»ur 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 forgRtfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in...

A dictionary of quotations from the British poets, by the author of The ...

British poets - 1824 - 676 ページ
...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 thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, Sleep, liest thou in...

The Beauties of Shakespeare: Selected from Each Play : with a General Index ...

William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 ページ
...beastly feeder, art so full of him, That thou provok'st thyself to cast him up. ACT III. APOSTROPHE TO SLEEP. Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfubiess ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in...

Illustrations of Shakespeare: Comprised in Two Hundred and Thirty Vignette ...

John Thurston - 1825 - 308 ページ
...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...nurse ! how have I frighted thee. That thou no more wilt weigh my eye•lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Act III. Scene I. P. Henry, [puts...




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