As to these tunes, I gaue me thought some heede,
In doubte if sences led my mynde amisse,
Or whether [Greek: pathos] me with toyes did feede.
What doth (said Morpheus) now this musing nede?
Art thou so farre orewatcht, thy wittes the fayle?
Or els do fancies more then wit preuayle?
Not so (quoth I) though far the night be past,
And yet me thinkes, I could be well content
To leaue them so (if this were now the last)
So thou therto and Somnus sweete consent: