BEAUTY sat bathing by a spring,
   Where fairest shades did hide her;
The winds blew calm, the birds did sing,
   The cool streams ran beside her.
My wanton thoughts enticed mine eye
   To see what was forbidden:
But better memory said Fie;
   So vain desire was chidden--
   Hey nonny nonny O!
   Hey nonny nonny!

Into a slumber then I fell,
   And fond imagination
Seemed to see, but could not tell,
   Her feature or her fashion:
But ev'n as babes in dreams do smile,
   And sometimes fall a-weeping,
So I awaked as wise that while
   As when I fell a-sleeping.

Anthony Munday

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