Tis the voice of the sluggard I heard him complain,You have wak'd me too soon, I must slumber again.
Isaac WattsHush! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessing without number Gently falling on thy head.
Isaac WattsPoesy and oratory omit things not essential, and insert little beautiful digressions, in order to place everything in the most effective light.
Isaac Watts