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Sleep is a reconciling , A rest that peace begets ; Doth not the sun rise smiling When fair at ev'n he sets ? Rest you then , rest , sad eyes ! Melt not in weeping , While she lies sleeping Softly , now softly lies Sleeping .
Sleep is a reconciling , A rest that peace begets ; Doth not the sun rise smiling When fair at ev'n he sets ? Rest you then , rest , sad eyes ! Melt not in weeping , While she lies sleeping Softly , now softly lies Sleeping .
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... upon with heaviness , And utterly consumed with sharp distress , While all things else have rest from weariness ? All things have rest : why should we toil alone , We only toil , who are the first of things , And make perpetual ...
... upon with heaviness , And utterly consumed with sharp distress , While all things else have rest from weariness ? All things have rest : why should we toil alone , We only toil , who are the first of things , And make perpetual ...
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Let the two armies rest to - day : but I Will challenge forth the bravest Persian lords To meet me , man to man : if I prevail , Rustum will surely hear it ; if I fall— Old man , the dead need no one , claim no kin .
Let the two armies rest to - day : but I Will challenge forth the bravest Persian lords To meet me , man to man : if I prevail , Rustum will surely hear it ; if I fall— Old man , the dead need no one , claim no kin .
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