In A Dream, Love Bade Me Go To The Galleys There To Row; In The Vision I Ask'D Why? Love As Briefly Did Reply, 'Twas Better There To Toil, Than Prove The Turmoils They Endure That Love. I Awoke, And Then I Knew What Love Said Was Too-Too True; Henceforth Therefore I Will Be, As From Love, From Trouble Free. None Pities Him That's In The Snare, And, Warned Before, Would Not Beware.