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NIGnT.-And now il is night Sleep with lis
soft wings touches the eyes of man, and their
souls dream away in the land of wonders. The
lawyer iorgets his suits; the laborer, the tolls of
the day; the man of the world, the tedium of
his festivities; the unfortunate, the occasion of
his tears all through thee, sweet blessing -
rich sleep! But if thou 6ndest eyes which thou
canst not close, which pain and care keep open
and fixed till the very brain becomes benumbed
and the heart bleeds-oh, then, go, gentle, sweet
sleep, and beseech thy pale brother TO come, for
terrific he is the true physician.