...his crime now appears invested : Methought I heard a voice cry, Sleep no more ! Macbeth doth murder sleep. — The innocent sleep : — Sleep, that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care — The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, — Chief nunrisher in life's feast, — * •...

...however, Nature herself steps in and smooths the pillow. Hardy toil brings with it sound and refreshing sleep ; — " The innocent sleep ; Sleep, that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care; The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great Nature's second course,...

...however, Nature herself steps in and smooths the pillow. Hardy toil brings with it sound and refreshing sleep;— " The innocent sleep ; Sleep, that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care; The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great Nature's second course,...

...searching, all embracing, doom ! " Methought I heard a voice ery, Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep, the innocent sleep ; Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, Chief nourisher in life's feast,...

...sleep o' nights." So thought Caesar. See, too, what wealth of words our great poet has lavished upon sleep — " the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, The death of each day's life, some labor's bath. Balm of hurt minds, ';rcat nature's second course,...

...and gold, Satan exalted sat. Methought I heard a voice cry, " Sleep no more !" Macbeth does murder sleep — the innocent sleep — Sleep, that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care — The death of each day's life — sore labour's bath — Balm of hurt minds — great Nature's second...

...seize upon him; but with a great bound, Tiger shook him off, and escaped from the church. CHAPTER XIX. The innocent sleep : Sleep, that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath, Balm of hurt minds. SHAKSPEARE. 4 1 HAD slept little...

...sense of hearing, and says : " Jlethought I heard a voice cry, ' Sleep no more ! Macbeth doth murder sleep ; the innocent sleep ; Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, The death of each day's life, eorc labor's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great Lature's second course,...

...sense of hearing, and says : — " Methought I heard a voice cry, ' Sleep no more ! Macbeth doth murder sleep ; the innocent sleep ; Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,...

...Even those who have forfeited it know the sweetness of its tranquillity and hunger for its sleep — " innocent sleep, . Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, Balm of hurt minds, great Nature's second course, Chief nourisher of life's feast—" And even that sleep which "after...