Some disorderly thing will do;
Riot will chase repose away,
Sleep, Mr. Speaker, sleep while you may.
Sleep, Mr. Speaker; sweet to men
Is the sleep that cometh but now and then,
Sweet to the weary, sweet to the ill,
Sweet to the children that work in the mill;
You have more need of repose than they—
Sleep, Mr. Speaker, sleep while you may.
Sleep, Mr. Speaker, Harvey will soon