Literary notes about sleep (AI summary)
Throughout literature, "sleep" functions both as a literal state and a rich metaphor, symbolizing rest, vulnerability, escape, and even transformation. In dramatic works like Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, sleep becomes an element that marks moments of inattention or warning, as when action is urged with "Brutus, thou sleep’st: awake!" [1]. Meanwhile, in narrative descriptions ranging from fairy tales to personal memoirs, sleep is portrayed either as a much-needed relief from distress—as when a character finds no respite from tormenting thoughts [2]—or as a simple, everyday act that underscores human frailty and need [3], [4]. This multifaceted use, which spans everything from the physical act of lying down in a modest bed [5] to symbolic rest as an allegory for the cessation of life’s struggles [6], illustrates sleep’s enduring role as both a literal and figurative device in literature, deeply entwining our waking lives with the mystery of slumber [7], [8].
- “Brutus, thou sleep’st: awake!” Such instigations have been often dropp’d Where I have took them up.
— from Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare - But sleep did not afford me respite from thought and misery; my dreams presented a thousand objects that scared me.
— from Frankenstein; Or, The Modern Prometheus by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - " "Away, away," barked the yard-dog, and then he turned round three times, and crept into his kennel to sleep.
— from Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen by H. C. Andersen - I therefore counsel thee that thou make ready at once and quit our city to-morrow before the clocks rouse the people from their sleep.”
— from Baron Trump's Marvellous Underground Journey by Ingersoll Lockwood - Look at this place; I have no bed, the floor is covered with filth, and I am obliged to sleep on a narrow bench.
— from The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, 1725-1798. Complete by Giacomo Casanova - Sleep is common to us with the brutes.
— from The Meditations of the Emperor Marcus Aurelius Antoninus by Emperor of Rome Marcus Aurelius - 'I sleep lightly, as do all old men; but last night I slept unwaking till broad day.
— from Kim by Rudyard Kipling - And Ci-devants shew themselves, almost parade themselves; resuscitated as from death-sleep; publish what death-pains they have had.
— from The French Revolution: A History by Thomas Carlyle