There's little of the melancholy element in her, my lord: she is never sad but when she sleeps; and not ever sad then; for I have heard my daughter say, she hath often dreamt of unhappiness, and waked herself with laughing.
                                                                                    
                                        
                                        
                                        
                                        
                                                                                
                                            
                                                
                                                    
                                                        1598 Leonato, of Beatrice. Much Ado About Nothing, act 2, sc.1, l.321-5.