THE ENCHANTED LAND
THEN I saw in my dream that they went till they came into a certain country where the air was such as to make them feel very drowsy. The soft breezes, which scarcely stirred the leaves, were laden with sweet perfumes, and the mossy banks in the shade of the trees invited to rest.
Then Hopeful began to be very dull and heavy of sleep. And he said to Christian, "I can scarcely hold open my eyes, I am so drowsy; let us lie down here and take a short nap."
But Christian answered, "Let us do no such thing, lest sleeping, we never wake again!"
"Why so, my brother?" said Hopeful. "Sleep is sweet to the weary traveler and to the laboring man. A little nap might greatly refreshen us."
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