That, ere she sleep, has thrice her prayers said,
Raise up the organs of her fantasy;
V. 5.
50 Sleep she as sound as careless infancy:
But those [as] sleep and think not on their sins,
Pinch them, arms, legs, backs, shoulders, sides, and shins.
[Quick.] About, about;
Search Windsor Castle, elves, within and out:
55 Strew good luck, ouphes, on every sacred room;
That it may stand till the perpetual doom,
In [state as] wholesome as in state ’tis fit,