ON FEATHER BEDS, by JOHN ARMSTRONG
First Line: Ye prone to sleep (whom sleeping most annoys) Last Line: Exhales his surfeit in prolixer dreams.
YE prone to sleep (whom sleeping most annoys), On the hard mattress or elastic couch Extend your limbs, and wean yourselves from sloth; Nor grudge the lean projector, of dry brain And springy nerves, the blandishments of down: Nor envy while the buried bacchanal Exhales his surfeit in prolixer dreams.
