With lullay, lullay, like a child, Thou sleepest too long, thou art beguiled.
john skeltonLightly I sped when hope was highAnd youth beguiled the chase,—I follow, follow still: But IShall never see her face.
frederick locker-lampsonLightly I sped when hope was high And youth beguiled the chase, I follow, follow still: But I Shall never see her face.
Some cursed fraud Of enemy hath beguiled thee, yet unknown, And me with thee hath ruined.
john milton