Night lines

Sleep that knits up the raveled sleave of care, The death of each day’s life, sore labor’s bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature’s second course, Chief nourisher in life’s feast.
William Shakespeare Macbeth Act 2, Scene 2, lines 49–52 (Macbeth) first printed 1623 (First Folio)
Edition
Folger Shakespeare, ed. Barbara Mowat and Paul Werstine (Folger Shakespeare Library), read online at folger.edu
Read the whole text
https://www.folger.edu/explore/shakespeares-works/macbeth/read/2/2/
Rights

Public domain: Shakespeare died in 1616.

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