Fly hence, shadows, that do keep
Watchful sorrows charmed in sleep!
Though the eyes be overtaken,
Yet the heart doth ever waken
Thoughts chained up in busy snares
Of continual woes and cares;
Love and griefs are so expressed
As they rather sigh than rest.
Fly hence, shadows, that do keep
‖: Watchful sorrows charmed in sleep! :‖