Benedicite, What Dreamed I This Night?

Benedicite, what dreamèd I this night?
Methought the world was turnèd up-so-down,
The sun, the moon, had lost their force and light,
The sea also drownèd both tower and town.
Yet more marvel, how that I heard the sound
Of one's voice saying, "Bear in thy mind,
Thy lady hath forgotten to be kind."
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