The crowning promise of Lady Mortimer, in "Henry IV.," is that
"She will sing the song that pleaseth thee,
And on thy eyelids crown the god of sleep."
Titania promises her fantastic lover,—
"I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee,
And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep,
And sing, while thou on pressèd flowers dost sleep."
Titus, welcoming again to Rome the victorious legions, says of the heroes who have fallen:
"There greet in silence, as the dead are wont,
And sleep in peace, slain in your country's wars,"