Sleep is no servant of the will; it has caprices of its own; when
courted most, it lingers still; when most pursued, 'tis swiftly
gone.--_Bowring._
Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to
sleep.--_Bible._
Sleep is no servant of the will; it has caprices of its own; when
courted most, it lingers still; when most pursued, 'tis swiftly
gone.--_Bowring._
Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to
sleep.--_Bible._