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A Poeme.

The time was once that I haue liued free,
And wandred heere, and where me liketh best,
But in my wandring I did chance to see
A Damsel faire which caus'd in me small rest:
For at her sight mine heart was wounded sore,
That liued free and voyd of loue before.

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Which when I felt, I got me to my bed,
Thinking to rest my heauie heart: but then
There came strange thoughts into my troubled hed,
Which made me thinke vpon my thoughts agen:
And thus in thinking on my thoughts did sleep,
And dreamed that another did her keepe.
With this same dreame I sudainly awoke,
And orderly did marke it euery poynt:
And with the same so great a griefe I tooke,
That as one scard, I quaked euery ioynt:
Yet at the last supposd it but a dreame,
My troubled spirits did reuiue againe.
Finis.