Swevens engender of 4288 repletións, And oft of fume, and of complexións, When humours be too abundant in a wight. Certes this dream, which ye have mette tonight, Cometh of the great supefluity Of yourë redë cholera , 4289 pardie, Which causeth folk to dreaden in their dreams Of arrows, and of fire with redë beams, Of redë beastës, that they will them bite, Of conteke, 4290 and of whelpës great and lite; 4291 Right as the humour of meláncholy Causeth full many a man in sleep to cry, For fear of bullës, or of bearës blake, Or ellës that black devils will them take, Of other humours could I tell also,