From the Medieval Scottish Poem "The Lay of Tam Lin and the Faery Queen"
"My name it is Tam Lin, he said and this is my story…
As
it fell out upon the day a hunting I did ride
A wind it came of the North and woe did me betide
And drowsy, drowsy as I was, a sleep
upon me fell
The Queen of Faeries, she was there, and took me to her cell…"