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Thus a slepe I fell by a sodayne chaunce
Whan I lacked lyght alone without conforte
My sore study with slouthe dyde me enhaunce
Myn eyes were heuy my tonge without dysporte
Caused many fantasyes to me to resorte
My herte was moche musynge my mynde was varyaunt
So I was troubled with this ungracyous sorte

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That my herte & mynde to slouthe shortely dyde graunt
Aboute the whiche whyles I was attendaunt
Sodaynly came Morpheus & at a brayde
Not affrayd but lyke a man ryght valyaunt
Couragyously to me these wordes he sayde.