John Armstrong Quotes

How Happy He Whose Toil Has O'er His Languid Pow'rless Limbs Diffus'd A Pleasing Lassitude; He Not In Vain Invokes The Gentle Deity Of Dreams. His Pow'rs The Most Voluptuously Dissolve In Soft Repose; On Him The Balmy Dews Of Sleep With Double Nutriment Descend.

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