Sleep with clean hands, either kept clean all day by integrity or washed clean at night by repentance.
One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.
Sleep is pain's easiest salve, and doth fulfil All offices of death, except to kill.
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more, must flow, And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, And poppy, or charms, can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke. Why swell'st thou then?
But think that we Are but turned aside to sleep.
Keep us, Lord, so awake in the duties of our calling that we may sleep in thy peace and wake in thy glory.
Men have conceived a twofold use of sleep; it is a refreshing of the body in this life, and a preparing of the soul for the next.
Doubt wisely; in strange way To stand inquiring right, is not to stray; To sleep, or run wrong, is.
Sleep is pain's easiest salve
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