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[Sitting one day beside the bankes of Mole]

Sitting one day beside the bankes of Mole,
Whose sleepy streame by passages vnknowne
Conuayes the fry of all her finny shole;
(As of the fisher she were feareful growne;)
I thought vpon the various turnes of Time,
And suddaine changes of all humane state;
The Feare-mixt pleasvres of all such as clyme
To Fortunes merely by the hand of Fate,
Without desert. Then weighing inly deepe
The griefes of some whose neernes makes him myne;
(Wearyed with thoughts) the leaden god of sleepe
With silken armes of rest did me entwyne:
While such strange apparitions girt me round,
As need another Joseph to expovnd.