WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Heigh ho I sing, heigh ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly
Then heigh ho, the holly !
This life is most jolly.
Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remember'd not.
Heigh ho ! sing, heigh ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly
Then heigh ho, the holly !
This life is most jolly.
��// was a jLover and his I^ass
TT was a lover and his lass,
- With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
That o'er the green corn-field did pass,
In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding ; Sweet lovers love the spring.
Between the acres of the rye,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, These pretty country folks would lie,
In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding; Sweet lovers love the spring.
This carol they began that hour,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
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