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SLUMBER IS SWEET, BUT IT WERE SWEETER STILL by MICHELANGELO BUONARROTI

Last Line: Ah, wake me not! Whisper as you go past!
Subject(s): SLEEP;
Slumber is sweet, but it were sweeter still
To turn to stone while shame and sorrow last,
Nor see, nor hear, and so be freed from ill;
Ah, wake me not! Whisper as you go past!



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