Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale

Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King John. Act iii. Sc. 4.

Not poppy, nor mandragora,

Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world,

Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep

Which thou owedst yesterday.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3.

A merrier man,

Within the limit of becoming mirth,

I never spent an hour's talk withal.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): Love's Labour's Lost. Act ii. Sc. 1.