Francis Pilkington: Rest, Sweet Nymphs
(Music in Shakespeare's time, Track 18)

Rest, sweet nymphs, let golden sleep
Charm your starbrighter eyes,
Whiles my lute the watch doth keep
With pleasing sympathies.
Lulla lullabye,
Lulla lullabye
Sleep sweetly, sleep sweetly,
Let nothing affright ye;
In calm contentments lie.

Dream, fair virgins, of delight
and blest Elysian groves
while the wandering shades of night
resemble your true loves.
Lulla lullabye,
Lulla lullabye
Your kisses, your blisses
send them by your wishes
although they be not nigh.