O sleep, fond fancy My head, alas, thou tirest with false delight of that which thou desirest. Sleep, I say, fond fancy, and leave my thoughts molesting. Thy master's head hath need of sleep and resting.
O sleep, fond fancy My head, alas, thou tirest with false delight of that which thou desirest. Sleep, I say, fond fancy, and leave my thoughts molesting. Thy master's head hath need of sleep and resting.