LXIV

  "Blest animals that sleep through half the year,

  Nor ope your heavy eyelids, night nor day!

  For if such tedious sleep like death appear,

  Such watching is like life, I will not say,

  Since — such my lot, beyond all wont, severe —

  I death in watching, life in sleep assay.

  But oh! if death such sleep resemble, Death,

  Even now I pray three stop my fleeting breath!"

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