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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ODYSSEY: THE GARDENS OF ALCINOUS by HOMER IN A COPY OF OMAR KHAYYAM by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE BIRTHDAY CROWN by WILLIAM ALEXANDER (1824-1911) TO A WILD DUCK by BERNICE GIBBS ANDERSON DANUBE AND THE EUXINE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN THE BOOK OF LOS by WILLIAM BLAKE THE SLEEPING MANSION by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES |