Yet a little sleep

  • There is no death! the stars go down To rise upon some other shore, And bright in Heaven’s jeweled crown, They shine for ever more. – John L. McCreery
  • Strange is it not? that of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the road Which to discover we must travel too. – Omar Khayyam
  • I am dying, Egypt, dying. – William Shakespeare
  • Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep. – Anonymous
  • I have a rendezvous with Death At some disputed barricade. – Alan Seecer
  • Till tired, he sleeps, and life’s poor play is o’er. – Alexander Pope