"Sleep around" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... the saddest funeral thoughts A winding-sheet hath ample room, Where Death, with his keen-pointed style, Hath writ the common doom. How wide the yew-tree spreads its gloom, And o'er the dead lets fall its dew, As if in tears it wept for them, The many human families That sleep around ...
— The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood • Thomas Hood |
