"For what is sleep, but temporary death; / Sealing up all the windows of the soul, / And binding ev'ry thought in torpid chains?"
Sight. Inscribed to John Taylor, Esq. [from Sight, the Cavern of Woe, and Solitude. Poems by Mrs. Mary Robinson] 
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Text from "Sight. Inscribed to John Taylor, Esq. Oculist to his Majesty," in <u>The Poetical Works of the Late Mrs Mary Robinson: Including Many Pieces Never before Published</u>, 3 vols. (London: Printed for Richard Phillips, 1806). &lt;<a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=MD41AAAAMAAJ">Link to vol. i in Google Books</a>&gt;