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There dwell the children of the dark Night, the dread gods Sleep and Death.
(Hesiod (c. 8th century B.C.), Greek didactic poet. Theogony, 603.)
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Sleep, ignorant of pain, sleep, ignorant of grief, may you come to us blowing softly, kindly, kindly come king.
(Sophocles (497-406/5 B.C.), Greek tragedian. Philoctetes, l. 827.)
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The self persists like a dying star,
In sleep, afraid.
(Theodore Roethke (1908-1963), U.S. poet. Meditation at Oyster River (l. 24-25). . .
Modern American Poetry. Louis Untermeyer, ed. (8th rev. ed., 1962) Harcourt, Brace and Company.)
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Of the two
who feign anger,
sulk in mock sleep,
and give ear
to the other's halting sighs,
who's the winner?
(Hla Stavhana (c. 50 A.D.), South Indian king, Prkrit poet. translated from The Gthsaptaat of Stavhana Hla by Martha Ann Selby, vs. 27, Nir.N»aya Sgara Press (1889).)
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Plead, Sleep, my cause, and make her soft like thee,
That she in peace may wake and pity me.
(Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. Sleep, Angry Beauty (l. 11-12). . .
Oxford Book of Short Poems, The. P. J. Kavanagh and James Michie, eds. Oxford University Press.)
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Plead, Sleep, my cause, and make her soft like thee,
That she in peace may wake and pity me.
(Thomas Campion (1567-1620), British poet. Sleep, Angry Beauty (l. 11-12). . .
Oxford Book of Short Poems, The. P. J. Kavanagh and James Michie, eds. Oxford University Press.)
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Nothing would sleep in that cellar, dank as a ditch,
Bulbs broke out of boxes hunting for chinks in the dark,
(Theodore Roethke (1908-1963), U.S. poet. Root Cellar (l. 1-2). . .
Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 1983) W. W. Norton & Company.)
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Now o'er the one half-world
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
The curtained sleep.
(William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Macbeth, in Macbeth, act 2, sc. 1, l. 49-51.
"Curtained" suggests both bed curtains and the unconsciousness of sleep that shuts off the control exerted by the conscious mind.)
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