John Dowland - THINK'ST THOU THEN BY THY FEIGNING lyrics

Think'st thou then by thy feigning Sleep, with a proud disdaining Or with thy crafty closing Thy cruel eyes reposing To drive me from my sight When sleep yields more delight Such harmless beauty gracing And while sleep feigned is May not I steal a kiss Thy quiet arms embracing O that my sleep dissembled Were to a trance resembled Thy cruel eyes deceiving Of lively sense bereaving: Then should my love requite Thy love's unkind despite While fury triumph'd boldly In beauty sweet disgrace: And Liv'd in sweet embrace Of her that lov'd so coldly Should then my love aspiring Forbidden joys desiring So far exceed the duty That virtue owes to beauty? No Love seek no thy bliss Beyond a simple kiss: For such deceits are harmless Yet kiss a thousand-fold For kisses may be bold When lovely sleep in armless