In a dream, Love bade me go

In a dream, Love bade me go

To the galleys there to row;

In the vision I ask'd why?

Love as briefly did reply,

'Twas better there to toil, than prove

The turmoils they endure that love.

I awoke, and then I knew

What Love said was too-too true;

Henceforth therefore I will be,

As from love, from trouble free.

None pities him that's in the snare,

And warn'd before would not beware.