The restoration of a wilted frame,—
Wilted by loss of sleep on previous nights—
A consummation devoutly to be wished.
To dream! perchance to sleep!—aye, there's the rub;
For in that somnolence what peals may come
Must give her pause. There is the telephone
That makes calamity of her repose.
Her spouse may not have come to answer it,
Which means that she, his wife, must issue forth
All dazed and breathless from delicious sleep,