

Oscar Wilde


Oscar Wilde Suite


Sleep sweetly, tender heart, in peace; 
Sleep, holy spirit, blessed soul, 
While the stars burn, the moons increase, 
And the great ages onward roll. 

Sleep till the end, true soul and sweet. 
Nothing comes to thee new or strange, 
Sleep full of rest from head to feet: 
Lie still, dry dust, secure of change. 


Alfred Lord Tennyson suite sitting room



Of all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward unto souls afar, Along the Psalmist's music deep, Now tell me if that any is. For gift or grace, surpassing this-- He giveth His beloved sleep.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 Browning Suite



Look into your own heart because who looks outside, dreams, but who looks inside awakes.
Jane Austen

Jane Austen suite window seat



Is this is a dream? O, if it be a dream, Let me sleep on, and do not wake me yet!

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Longfellow canopy bed



Lord Byron

Lord Byron canopy bed



What is the beginning? Love. What is the course? Love still. What the goal? The goal is love.

Christina Rossetti

Rossetti Bedchamber canopy