sleeping draught


  • WordNet 3.6
    • n sleeping draught a soporific drug in the form of a pill (or tablet or capsule)
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In literature:

She sent down to the village for the sleeping draught which Doctor Scott prescribed for Miriam, and as soon as she could, went upstairs again.
"The Woman's Way" by Charles Garvice
But the bride gave him a glass of wine, in which she had put a sleeping draught; so that he slept so soundly, nothing could wake him.
"The Fairy Book" by Dinah Maria Mulock (AKA Miss Mulock)
Them sleeping-draughts are wonderful soothing, as I've heard tell, but I never took one on 'em.
"The Farringdons" by Ellen Thorneycroft Fowler
The doctor whom Sir Denis called in could do little for the patient except prescribe sleeping draughts to be taken at need.
"Mary Gray" by Katharine Tynan
He will dream after the draught and betray his secrets in his sleep.
"Legends of the Rhine" by Wilhelm Ruland
Burton came and gave me my medicine, when I was in bed, and although I knew it was a camouflaged sleeping draught, I drank it.
"Man and Maid" by Elinor Glyn
So if you must sleep in the house, secure perfect ventilation without direct draughts.
"The Biology, Physiology and Sociology of Reproduction" by Winfield S. Hall
That night the Prince, impatient to forget the face of Truitonne, called for his sleeping-draught.
"Edmund Dulac’s Fairy-Book" by Edmund Dulac
The robber, as soon as he heard the news, made a sleeping-draught, and bade the queen give it to her son before he went to bed that night.
"The Olive Fairy Book" by Various
He has left her a draught, but she grows worse, and the fever holds her from sleep.
"The Unknown Quantity" by Henry van Dyke

In poetry:

Never more from drinking deep
Rose he up and laughed;
Never more did prayerful sleep
Follow on the draught.
"The Sangreal" by George MacDonald
Till on the silvered terraces, sleep-sunken,
With Love's draughts drunken, those close lovers lie;
And--all for sorrow there shall come To-morrow--
The Moon, who watched them, pales in the gray sky,
While the still Night doth die.
"Grisma; Or The Season Of Heat" by Edwin Arnold