Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs
Than in the perfumed chambers of the great,
Under the canopies of costly state,
And lulled with sound of sweetest melody?
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 3, sc. 1, l. 9, 12-4.
Sleep comes easier in a smoky hovel ("crib") than in a palace.