TALE VII.
THE SHEPHERDS DREAM.
A shepheard, whilst his flock did feede, him in his cloke did wrap,Bids Patch his dog stand sentenell, both to secure a nap,And, lest his bagpipe, sheephooke, skrip, and bottell (most his wealth)By vagrants (more then, many now) might suffer of their stealth.As he twixt sleepe and waking lay, against a greene banks side,A round of Fairie-elves, and Larrs of other kind, he spide:Who, in their dancing, him so charm'd, that though he wakt he slept,Now pincht they him, antickt about, and on, and off him lept.Mongst them, of bigger bulke and voyce, a bare-breecht goblin was,
