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What means this heaviness that hangs upon me?
This lethargy that creeps through all my senses?
Nature, oppress'd and harrass'd out with care,
Sinks down to rest.
- Joseph Addison, Cato (act V, sc. 1)
Heaven trims our lamps while we sleep.
- Amos Bronson Alcott
The unchecked thought
Wanders at will upon enchanted ground,
Making no sound
In all the corridors * * *
The bell sleeps in the belfry--from its tongue
A drowsy murmur floats into the air,
Like thistle-down. Slumber is everywhere.
The rook's asleep, and, in its dreaming, caws;
And silence mopes where nightingales have sung;
The Sirens lie in grottos cool and deep,
The Naiads in the streams.
- Thomas Bailey Aldrich
What probing deep
Has ever solved the mystery of sleep?
- Thomas Bailey Aldrich, Human Ignorance
But I, in the chilling twilight stand and wait
At the portcullis, at thy castle gate,
Longing to see the charmed door of dreams
Turn on its noiseless hinges, delicate sleep!
- Thomas Bailey Aldrich, Invocation to Sleep
Come to me now! O, come! benignest sleep!
And fold me up, as evening doth a flower,
From my vain self, and vain things which have power
Upon my soul to make me smile or weep.
And when thou comest, oh, like Death be deep.
- Patrick Proctor Alexander, Sleep,
appeared in the "Spectator"
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.
- John Armstrong,
The Art of Preserving Health
(bk. III, l. 385)
Sleep will bring thee dreams in starry number--
Let him come to thee and be thy guest.
- Sir Robert Aytoun (Ayton) of Kincaldie
He sleeps well who is not conscious that he sleeps ill.
- Francis Bacon
When the sheep are in the fauld, and a' the kye at hame,
And all the weary world to sleep are gane.
- Lady Anne Barnard, Auld Robin Gray
I usually take a two-hour nap from one to four.
- Yogi Berra
Still believe that ever round you
Spirits float who watch and wait;
Nor forget the twain who found you
Sleeping nigh the Golden Gate.
- Sir Walter Besant and J. Rice,
Case of Mr. Lucraft and other Tales
(p. 92), (ed. 1877)
The sleep of a labouring man is sweet, whether he eat little or much: but the abundance of the rich will not suffer him to sleep.
- Bible, Ecclesiastes (ch. V, v. 12)
Be not among winebibbers; among riotous eaters of flesh:
For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty: and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags.
- Bible, Proverbs (ch. XXIII, v. 20-21)
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.
- Bible, Psalms (ch. CXXVII, v. 2)
Lord, remember David, and all his afflictions:
How he sware unto the Lord, and vowed unto the mighty God of Jacob;
Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, nor go up into my bed;
I will not give sleep to mine eyes, or slumber to mine eyelids,
Until I find a place for the Lord, an habitation for the mighty God of Jacob.
- Bible, Psalms (ch. CXXXII, v. 1-5)
I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep: for thou, Lord, only makest me dwell in safety.
- Bible, Psalms (ch. IV, v. 8)
Sleep is no servant of the will; it has caprices of its own; when courted most, it lingers still; when most pursued, 'tis swiftly gone.
- Sir John Bowring
A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.
- Charlotte Bronte (used pseudonym Currer Bell)
Sleep is death's younger brother, and so like him, that I never dare trust him without my prayers.
- Sir Thomas Browne
We are somewhat more than ourselves in our sleep; and the slumber of the body seems to be but the waking of the soul. It is the ligation of sense, but the liberty of reason; and our waking conceptions do not match the fancies of our sleep.
- Sir Thomas Browne
Since the Brother of Death daily haunts us with dying mementoes.
- Sir Thomas Browne, Hydriotaphia
Sleep is a death, O make me try,
By sleeping, what it is to die:
And as gently lay my head
On my grave, as now my bed.
- Sir Thomas Browne, Religio Medici
(pt. II, sec. XII)
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.
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning, A Child Asleep
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.
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning,
Sleeping and Watching
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