Nosce Teipsum: The Fantasie

Where Fantasie, neere hand-maid to the mind,
Sits and beholds, and doth discerne them all;
Compounds in one, things diuers in their kind;
Compares the black and white, the great and small.

Besides, those single formes she doth esteeme,
And in her ballance doth their values trie;
Where some things good, and some things ill doe seem,
And neutrall some, in her fantasticke eye.

This busie power is working day and night;
For when the outward senses rest doe take,
A thousand dreames, fantasticall and light,
With fluttring wings doe keepe her still awake.