I sung sometimes my thoughts

I sung sometimes my thoughts and fancy's pleasure

Where then I list, or time served best and leisure,

While Daphne did invite me

To supper once, and drank to me to spite me.

I smiled: yet still did doubt her,

and drank where she had drank before to flout her

But O while I did eye her,

Mine eyes drank love, my lips drank burning fire.