no more ; and by a sleep to say we end, victorian, oil
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or in that sleep of death what dreams may come,, victorian, oil
for in that sleep of death what dreams may come,, victorian, oil
devoutly to be wish'd. to die, to sleep ;, victorian, oil
to be, or not to be, that is the question :, victorian, oil
and lose the name of action., victorian, oil
must give us pause - - there's the respect, victorian, oil
to sleep, perchance to dream - - ay, there's the rub :, victorian, oil
to be, or not to be, that is the question :, victorian, shakespeare, oil
oil painting of a victorian city
but that the dread of something after death,, victorian, oil
Victorian day of the dead
when he himself might his quietus make, victorian, oil
afternoon sleep, oil Painting, smooth
and makes us rather bear those ills we have, victorian, oil
with this regard their currents turn awry, victorian, oil
thus conscience doth make cowards of us all,, victorian, oil
time for sleep
whosoever speaketh of cthulhu shall remember that he but seemeth dead ; he sleeps, and yet he does not sleep ; he has died, and yet he is not dead ; asleep and dead though he is, he shall rise again. again, it should be shown that : that is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange eons even death may die.
when we have shuffled off this mortal coil,, victorian, oil
the heart - ache and the thousand natural shocks, victorian, oil
that makes calamity of so long life., victorian, oil
the end of death
Dream of a sleepless night. Oil painting.