Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1841-1853, 1851-03-27
Sleen no More.

because Ii is from the Belfast Republican Jour-
nal:
Sleep no More.
setf Of e Republican Journal, enclosing an K
By the dyxg sitting sat watching shadows fitting
All night time dreary while his for sleep were
weary:
Or by drowsy 6ckle taper,
Throwing out a dubious Light
COINED he DER his weekly paper
In the Of night
dying,
Fast coming dreary distant glea
ing,
Hyperborean frosts weaving,
over all the window pane,
Curious figures that leaving
Grostesque pictures the BRAIN
But beside the waning taper coming his weekly paper
him winds might all about
him;
In the Goals he thrust the poker,
Starting up anew flame,
Then read another stale" 'joke"
Article without name
podding again nodding,
And the light with feeble gmmer fast waning dim and
DINNER.
And again the shadows Pickering
Danced about the darkening room
Till they seemed mocking, pickering,
At the sleeper in the gloom.
soon upon the door rappng Ike some mdngh Spectre
ping
Or the whose ready sickle down like subbe
tickle,
Broke upon the midnight dreamer,
As he sat in his unrest;
And the light a fearful glmmer
Cast upon the midnight guest.
Gliding with footsteps saying nothing If voice
less
Moving slow stately nearer while the grew
drearer.
He approached the inmate sleeping,
Sleeping there upon the chair,
While cold chlls DER him creeping,
And with fear uprose his hair.
Never spectral night intruder,
In theroom ghostkc stalking, like troubled spirit walk
ingi
And the sleeper's brow grew pallid,
As the whitest marble stone,
from restless sleep rallied
As he looked the spectre
spectrc in the midnight walking, and unbidden stalk
Why thy cold glance bendes why thy visagc
lendest7"
Thus the host INTERCEPTED,
While his cheek white with fear,
And the spectre he ocrated,
Glided near and still more near
In his hand he held paper held to the scky taper
In his fingers long and bony and his fixed and
Twas bill yet unreceipted,
From the sleeper long time due
That his fearful gaze had greeted
As the spectre drew.
Twas bill paper reading
for all the years he'd had it, not for any had he paidit
There before him the total
Sum put down upon the bill,
And the dreamer forced to note all,
Gazed sore against his will.
And the spectre still gazing with shosty look amazing
In that silent look and fixed with anger Mixed
But the wakeful cock growing,
And the daylight the floor,
And with morn the spectre going.
Spoke the senience-"SIEEr MoREI
fash did brighten that the dreane fear did
heighten,
Flashed so brightly that made him think the evil spirit had
But twas his weekly paper,
Falling the taper lower,
Falling on his Pickering taper,
"only this and nothing more"
And the sleeper amazed him gazed
In the eashc breaking and yard
waking
Diamonds gliitered the branches,
Fross floating in the air,
And DER all the distant ranches,
Shows heaped every where.
But midnight Quakng
And that bill all unreceiped every where his vision greeted
When the day again had closed.
And he shut his bedr door,
Not n sleep he composed,
For the sentenoe-"sEEEP MoREl"
spectre stalking again midnight walk
ing,
and in hope eyes greeted with paper bill reeepted
That the dreadful spectre's sentence
May his midnight
Please accept his deep repentance,
And enclosed find an X.
! Yours, in hope, john SMITH, 99th.