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A Dream.

I laid me down upon a pillow soft

I laid me down upon a pillow soft, and dream'd I clypt and kist my Mistress oft: She cry'd, Fie fie, away, you are too bold. I pray'd her be content, though she were cold, my veins did burn with flames of hot desire, and must not leave till she had quench'd my fire. Well, since (said she) I may not from you fly, do what you please, I give you liberty. With that I wak'd, but found I was deceiv'd; for which I storm'd like one of sense bereav'd.