The Dreame [Portuguese translation]

Or scorne, or pittie on me take,

I must the true relation make,

I am undone to-night!

Love, in a subtile Dreame disguis'd

Hath both my heart and me surpriz'd,

Whom never yet he durst attempt t' awake;

Nor will he tell me for whose sake

He did me the delight,

Or spight,

But leaves me to inquire,

In all my wild desire,

Of sleepe againe; who was his aid.

And sleepe, so guiltie and afraid,

As since he dares not come within my sight!