Let not the sluggish sleepe close up thy waking eye, Untill with judgement deepe thy daily deedes thou try. Hee that one sinne in conscience keepes when he to quiet goes, More ventrous is then he that sleepes, With twentie mortall foes.
Let not the sluggish sleepe close up thy waking eye, Untill with judgement deepe thy daily deedes thou try. Hee that one sinne in conscience keepes when he to quiet goes, More ventrous is then he that sleepes, With twentie mortall foes.