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Oh! lightly, lightly tread! A holy thing is sleep, On the worn spirit shed, And eyes that wake to weep. - Mrs. Felicia D. Hemans, The Sleeper Great eaters and great sleepers are incapable of anything else that is great. - Henry IV of Navarre ("LeGrand") One houres sleepe before midnight is worth three after. [One hour's sleep before midnight is worth three after.] - George Herbert, Jacula Prudentum Night, having Sleep, the brother of Death. - Hesiod, The Theogony (line 754) Sweet sleep fell upon his eyelids, unwakeful, most pleasant, the nearest like death. - Homer ("Smyrns of Chios") Then Sleep and Death, two twins of winged race, Of matchless swiftness, but of silent pace. - Homer ("Smyrns of Chios"), The Iliad (bk. XVI, l. 831), (Pope's translation) I don't generally feel anything until noon, then it's time for my nap. - Bob Hope (Leslie Townes Hope) I, too, am indignant when the worthy Homer nods; yet in a long work it is allowable for sleep to creep over the writer. [Lat., Et idem Indignor quandoque bonus dormitat Homerus; Verum opere longo fas est obrepere somnum.] - Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus), Ars Poetica (358) The feeling of sleepiness when you are not in bed, and can't get there, is the meanest feeling in the world. - Edgar Watson Howe I lay me down to sleep, With little thought or care Whether my waking find Me here, or there. - Mrs. Robert Shaw Howland (Miss Mary Woolsey), Rest, Found under the pillow who died in the Civil War and for an time was thought the author The world of sleep has an existence of its own. - Victor Hugo Even sleep is characteristic. How beautiful are children in their lovely innocence! how angel-like their blooming features! and how painful and anxious is the sleep of the guilty! - Wilhelm von Humboldt O sleep! O sleep! Do not forget me. Sometimes come and sweep, Now I have nothing left, thy healing hand Over the lids that crave thy visits bland, Thou kind, thou comforting one. For I have seen his face, as I desired, And all my story is done. O, I am tired. - Jean Ingelow O sleep, we are beholden to thee, sleep; Thou bearest angels to us in the night, Saints out of heaven with palms. Seen by thy light Sorrow is some old tale that goeth not deep; Love is a pouting child. - Jean Ingelow, Sleep Preserve me from unseasonable and immoderate sleep. - Samuel Johnson (a/k/a Dr. Johnson) ("The Great Cham of Literature") Probably no one will ever know whether it is better to wear a nightcap or not. - Samuel Johnson (a/k/a Dr. Johnson) ("The Great Cham of Literature") I never take a nap after dinner but when I have had a bad night, and then the nap takes me. - Samuel Johnson (a/k/a Dr. Johnson) ("The Great Cham of Literature"), Boswell's Life of Johnson O soft embalmer of the still midnight! Shutting, with careful fingers and benign, Our gloom-pleased eyes, empower'd from the light, Enshaded in forgetfulness divine. - John Keats (1) O magic sleep! O comfortable bird, That broodest o'er the troubled sea of the mind Till it is hush'd and smooth! O unconfined Restraint! imprisoned liberty! great key To golden palaces. - John Keats (1), Endymion (bk. I, l. 452) Over the edge of the purple down, Where the single lamplight gleams, Know ye the road to the Merciful Town That is hard by the Sea of Dreams-- Where the poor may lay their wrongs away, And the sick may forget to weep? But we--pity us! Oh pity us!-- We wakeful; Ah, pity us!-- - Rudyard Kipling, City of Sleep But who will reveal to our waiting ken The forms that swim and the shapes that creep under the waters of sleep? And I would I could know what swimmeth below when the time comes in On the length and the breadth of the marvelous Marches of Glynn. - Sidney Lanier, Marches of Glynn (last lines) Breathe thy balm upon the lonely, Gentle Sleep! And the twilight breezes bless With sweet scents the wilderness, Ah, let warm white dove-wings only Round them sweep! - Lucy Larcom, Sleep Song O gentle sleep! my welcome breath shall hail thee midst our mortal strife, who art the very thief of life, the very portraiture of death. - Alonzo de Ledesma All sense of hearing and of sight enfold in the serene delight and quietude of sleep. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow At my feet the city slumbered. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Displaying page 4 of 9 for this topic: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 [4] 5 6 7 8 9
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