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...Verbindung und entbehrt der Eingebundenheit in den natürlichen Rhythmus des Wachens und Schlafens: O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more will weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness? (Shakespeare, 2 Henry IV, III, l,...

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...expect the appearance of dawn? How grievous is the cry of Shakespeare's King Henry IV: . . . O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weight my eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetfulness? , . . O thou dull god, why liest thou...

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