Wit cometh not, with help to keep
One's eyes awake; but I can sleep
Like others there that grow aweary!
I hold it true whate'er befall.
That, though in bed more quiet kept,
'Tis better to have sat and slept
Than never to have slept at all.
But yet should faction gather head,
Till by degrees to fullness wrought,
Men speak much louder than they ought;