Beneath a bower's protecting shade,
A wicked Minister was laid.
A gentle rivulet, winding round.
Murmuring, but made his sleep more sound.
"Should such a man have peaceful rest?"
Said one who long had known the pest:
"Yes," says his friend," while thus he lies,
"The world a short repose enjoys."
Source: Boothby - Other Fables 40
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