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16637	nan	Sleep-Book Some of the Poetry of Slumber			.txt	text/plain	2945	359	96	Quiet, wild dreams--this is the time of sleep. Quiet, wild dreams--this is the time of sleep. Sleep, softly-breathing god! Sleep, Silence child, sweet father of soft rest, Come, Sleep, and with thy sweet deceiving Care-charming Sleep, thou easer of all woes, Labor and rest, as day and night, to men Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast' Would I were sleep and peace so sweet to rest Close thine eyes, and sleep secure; Never slumbers, never sleeps. Then close thine eyes in peace and sleep secure, No sleep so sweet as thine, no rest so sure. Lull me to sleep, ye winds, whose fitful sound Our life is twofold: Sleep hath its own world, Come to me, Sleep! Come to me, Sleep! Sleep, death without dying--living without life. She sleeps, nor dreams but ever dwells Inviting sleep and soft forgetfulness. Sleep is a blessed thing, Sleep is a blessed thing,	./cache/16637.txt	./txt/16637.txt