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" By him lay heavy Sleep, the cousin of Death, Flat on the ground, and still as any stone, A very corpse, save yielding forth a breath : Small keep took he, whom Fortune frowned on, Or whom she lifted up into the throne Of high renown ; but, as a living... "
The Ruminator: Containing a Series of Moral, Critical, and Sentimental Essays - Page 51
by Sir Egerton Brydges, Robert Pearse Gillies - 1813
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Effigies Poeticae, Or, The Portraits of the British Poets: Illustrated by ...

Barry Cornwall - Poets, English - 1824 - 112 pages
...claims upon our attention. His description of Sleep, in the former poem — " By him lay heavy Sleep, cousin of Death, Flat on the ground, and still as any stone, A very corps, save yielding forth a breath ;" and of old Age , " And next in order sad old Age we found, His...
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The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, Volume 14

1829
...lives in such a sort That need not fear the tongues of false report . HAHL OF SURREY. SLEEP. : BY care lay heavy Sleep the cousin of Death, Flat on the ground,...A very corpse, save yielding forth a breath, Small keeptook he whom Fortune frown'd on, Or whom she lifted up into a tbrone Of high renown ; but as a...
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Thomas Sackville, earl of Dorset

Edmund Lodge - 1829
...yet ceaseth he no while, But hath his candles to prolong his toile. By him lay heavie Sleepe, cosin of Death, Flat on the ground, and still as any stone ; A very corps, save yeelding forth a breath. Small keepe tooke he whom Fortune frowned on, Or whom she lifted...
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Thomas Sackville, earl of Dorset

Edmund Lodge - 1829
...yet ceaseth he no while, But hath his candles to prolong his toile. By him lay heavie Sleepe, cosin of Death, Flat on the ground, and still as any stone ; A very corps, save yeelding forth a breath. Small keepe tooke he whom Fortune frowned on, Or whom she lifted...
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Lectures on English Poetry: From the Reign of Edward the Third, to the Time ...

Henry Neele - English poetry - 1830 - 543 pages
...messenger of Death." Sleep is also delineated with the pencil of a master : — " By him lay heavy Sleep, Cousin of Death, Flat on the ground, and still as...he, whom Fortune frowned on, Or whom she lifted up into the Throne Of high renown ; but as a living death, So dead alive, of life he drew the breath....
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Portraits of Illustrious Personages of Great Britain, Volume 4

Edmund Lodge - Great Britain - 1835 - 12 pages
...yet ceaseth he no while, But hath his candles to prolong his toile. By him lay heavie Sleepe, cosin of Death, Flat on the ground, and still as any stone ; A very corps, save yeelding forth a breath. Small keepe tooke he whom Fortune frowned on, Or whom she lifted...
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Conversations at Cambridge

Robert Aris Willmott - Authors, English - 1836 - 292 pages
...bold in the conception of Old Age, His wither'd fist still knocking at Death's door. And of Sleep : By him lay heavy Sleep, the cousin of Death, Flat on the ground, and still as any stone*. You have the original of a very familiar image in these lines upon the fleeting nature of Wealth. Which...
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Conversations at Cambridge

Charles Valentine De Grice - Authors, English - 1836 - 299 pages
...bold in the conception of Old Age, His wither'd fist still knocking at Death's door. And of Sleep : By him lay heavy Sleep, the cousin of Death, Flat on the ground, and still as any stone*. You have the original of a very familiar image in these lines upon the fleeting nature of Wealth. Which...
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The Book of Gems: Chaucer to Prior

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1836
...yet ceasseth he no whyle, But hath his candels to prolong his toyle. By him lay heavy Slepe, cosin of Death, Flat on the ground, and still as any stone, A very corps, save yelding forth a breath. Small kepe took he whom Fortune frowned on, Or whom she lifted...
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The Book of Gems: Chaucer to Prior

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1836
...yet ceasseth he no whyle, But hath his candels to prolong his toyle. By him lay heavy SVspe, cosin of Death, Flat on the ground, and still as any stone, A very corps, save yelding forth a breath. Small kepe took he whom Fortune frowned on, Or whom she lifted...
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