Copeland's Treasury for Booklovers: A Panorama of English and American Poetry and Prose from the Earliest Times to the Present, Volume 1 |
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Sleep ( Sonnet XXXIX . Come , Sleep ; O Sleep ! the certain knot of peace ) COME , Sleep ; O Sleep ! the certain knot Thought , therefore , I will send thee To take up the place for me : Long I will not after tarry , There , unseen ...
Sleep ( Sonnet XXXIX . Come , Sleep ; O Sleep ! the certain knot of peace ) COME , Sleep ; O Sleep ! the certain knot Thought , therefore , I will send thee To take up the place for me : Long I will not after tarry , There , unseen ...
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To die ; to sleep ; No more ; and by a sleep to say we end The heart - ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to . ' T is a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd . To die ; to of yours That I have longed long to re ...
To die ; to sleep ; No more ; and by a sleep to say we end The heart - ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to . ' T is a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd . To die ; to of yours That I have longed long to re ...
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From THE GARDEN OF CYRUS Sleep But the quincunx of heaven runs low , and ' tis time to close the five ports of knowledge . We are unwilling to spin out our awaking thoughts into the phantasms of sleep , which often continueth ...
From THE GARDEN OF CYRUS Sleep But the quincunx of heaven runs low , and ' tis time to close the five ports of knowledge . We are unwilling to spin out our awaking thoughts into the phantasms of sleep , which often continueth ...
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