"I know more than Apollo,
For oft when he lies sleeping
I see the stars at mortal wars
In the wounded welkin weeping.
The moon embrace her shepherd,
And the Queen of Love her warrior,
While the first doth horn the star of morn,
And the next the heavenly Farrier.
While I do sing, Any food, any feeding,
Feeding, drink or clothing;
Come dame or maid, be not afraid,
Poor Tom will injure nothing."
-- from (at least one version of) "Tom O'Bedlam" (anonymous, 17th century)
[Note that the sequel/response/follower-poem to "Tom O'Bedlam", better known than the original, is alas often also called "Tom O'Bedlam" when recorded as a song. Other times it is called "Bedlam Boys", and in the 17th century it was "Mad Maudlin's Search" or "Mad Maudlin's Search for Her Tom of Bedlam". The modern habit of calling the second poem/song by the title of the first, kinda screws up searching for copies/versions of the first poem of the pair. If you're humming to yourself, "Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonny," that's the second one, not the one quoted above.]