The dainty Damsels Dream:
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Cupids Visions.
The Maid saw such strange Visions in her sleep,
When she a wakd it forcd her for to weep;
She dreaming lay, and thought her Love lay by,
But he alas was not at that time nigh.
Then lift and you shall heare the Damsels Dream,
And afterwards what followed the same
To the Tune of, As she lay sleeping in her bed.
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AS I lay on my lovely head,
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I fell into a dream,
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God Cupid he attended me,
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and straight upon the same.
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The Chamber where I lodged in
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me thought was all on fire,
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Then Mars and Jupiter came in
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with wrath and furious ire.
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After came Venus with her train,
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of Nimphs most fair and bright,
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And prickt my heart in every vain
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much like to kill me quite;
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I knew no reason why their rage
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and anger should be so,
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Why then quoth Venus to thy selfe,
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thou art a mortall foe.
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There is a young man loves thee deer,
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and now is like to dye,
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Because for him thou dost not care
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that is the reason why,
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That thou art punished so sore
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here in thy naked bed,
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And if thou wilt not yeeld to love,
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we mean to kill thee dead.
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Fair Queen, quoth I, grant me this boon
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I may so happy be
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For to present him to my view,
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that I the man may see,
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And if that I can fancy him,
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there is no more to do;
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But I will yeeld to be his love,
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and kisse and hug him too.
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With that the flames all qenched was
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and all the coasts was cleare,
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And then a proper hansom youth,
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did in my sight appeare;
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Like young Adonis in his prime,
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this gallant seems to be
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Of courage bold, and valour brave,
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and fortitude was he.
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The second Part, To the same Tune.
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HIs face like to an Angels was
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his eyes like starrs did shine,
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In every part from top to toe,
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he seemed a Saint divine,
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His sweet perfumed honied breath
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did bear so rare a smell,
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The richest Odors in the world,
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for sent it did excell.
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With courtely words and compliments
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he did mee kindly greet,
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Crossing my lips ten thousand times,
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with kisses soft and sweet;
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In his right hand a purse of gold
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he had, and did me give,
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And told me I should never want
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such Coyn whilest I did live.
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It ravisht my senses all,
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and set my heart on fire,
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His countinance for to behold,
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it made me to admire?
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So that I much desired then
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to have his company,
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His comly person to imbrace
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as I in bed did lie.
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His hose and doublet he stript off,
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and came into my bed,
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Saying that he must master be,
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and have my maiden head;
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Good lack, how willing then was I
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his love to entertain.
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The thought of action moved me
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in every limb and vain.
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When all my vitals thus were raisd,
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and ready for the sport,
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Cupid, and Venus stole away
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and so broke up the sport;
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Even so departed all the Nimphs,
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and straight upon the same
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I wakd and wep, because I saw
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all things was but a dream.
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Fie upon dreames and fond delights,
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which thus desturbs the mind
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Tis better for to bee awakd,
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and exercise by kind;
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When as I dreamd I had a love,
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and gold, and pleasure store;
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But when I wakd I saw none such
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which makes me grieve the more.
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