The lovers dreame: who sleeping, thought he did imbrace his love, which when he wak'd, did no such matter prove; yet afterwards her love he did enjoy, by sending a letter by a trusty young boy. To the tune of, I laid me downe to sleepe.

Title:	The lovers dreame: who sleeping, thought he did imbrace his love, which when he wak'd, did no such matter prove; yet afterwards her love he did enjoy, by sending a letter by a trusty young boy. To the tune of, I laid me downe to sleepe.
Note:	Printed at London : For I.W. dwelling in Gilt-spur street, [1633?]

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Subject:	Ballads, English -- 17th century
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