To the tune of " Basciami vita mia"

Sleepe, babie mine, Desire's nurse, Beautie, singeth;
Thy cries, O babie, set mine head on aking.
The babe cries, " 'Way, thy loue doth keepe me waking."
Lully, lully, my babe, Hope cradle bringeth
Vnto my children alway good rest taking.
The babe cries, " 'Way, thy loue doth keepe me waking."
Since, babie mine, from me thy watching springeth,
Sleepe then a little, pap Content is making.
The babe cries, " Nay, for that abide I waking."