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XII. O sleepe, ô sleepe fond fancie
O sleepe O sleepe, fond fancie,My head alas thou tyerest
With false delight of that which thou desirest
Sleepe, sleepe, I say, fond fancie,
And leaue my thoughts molesting,
Thy masters head hath need of sleepe & resting.
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