...nature sheds O'er those we love, we drop it in their grave. ON LIFE, DEATH, AND IMMORTALITY. TIR'D Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the...from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose I wake: how happy they who wake no more ! Yet that were...

...vale of life Pursue the noiseless tenor of thy doom. THE COMMENCEMENT OF YOUNG'S NIGHT THOUGHTS. TIR'D Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the...he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from wo, And lights on lids unsully'd with a tear. From short, (as usual) and disturbed repose, I wake :...

...description whatever. One dead uniform silence reigned over the whole region. YOUNG'S NIGHT THOUGHTS. Tir'd Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep! He, like the...Fortune smiles; the wretched, he forsakes; Swift on hi' downy pinion flies from wo, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short, as usual, and...

...long as I see Mordecai the Jew sitting at the king's gate. On that night could not the king sleep. " Tired Nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep — " He,...world, his ready visit pays " Where fortune smiles." But is this true? No. Sleep, sound, wholesome, refreshing sleep, has least to do where fortune smiles....

...epic strains of Milton. On Life, Death) and Immortality. Tired Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep I Behold him seated on a mount serene, Above the fogs...this life, Like harmless thunders, breaking at his fe From short (as ueual) and disturbed repose I wake : how happy they who wake no more I Yet that were...

...ARTHUR ONSLOW, SPEAKER OP THE HOUSE OP COMMONS. TII'D Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep.1 He, tike the world, his ready visit pays Where fortune smiles...forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, Awl lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and diatnrb'd repose, I wake : How...

...last, hare become more populous, new сама but rarely occur. we retired early to bed, but not to sleep — He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where fortune smiles. It was our mishap to be annoyed almost all night with fleas, and those nameless horrid insects which...

...of her end. Sleep. Tir'd Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visits pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes: Swift on his downy pinions, flies from grief. Battle. Now, shield with shield, with helmet helmet clos'd To armor armor,...

...his example, as I am sleepy whatever thou may'st be.* CHAPTER VI. r " Tired Nature's sweet rest ever, balmy sleep ; He, like the world, his ready visit...he forsakes ! Swift on his downy pinion flies from wo, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear."— YOBNO. " Muttering, the winds at eve, with blunted...

...him her nocturnal hobby. Sleep then is out of the question : " He, like the world, hi« ready vi«it pays Where fortune smiles; the wretched he forsakes; Swift on his downy pinion» flies from wo, And lights on lids unsullied with я tear." Invariably next morning I find myself all bruised and...