WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

How that life was but a flower

In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding; Sweet lovers love the spring.

And, therefore, take the present time

With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,

For love is crowned with the prime

In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,

When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding ;

Sweet lovers love the spring.

Take, take those Lips away

"TAKE, O take those lips away,

• That so sweetly were forsworn ;

And those eyes, the break of day,

Lights that do mislead the morn ! But my kisses bring again,

Bring again ;

Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, Seal'd in

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ARK! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,

And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs

On chaliced flowers that lies ; And winking Mary-buds begin

To ope their golden eyes: With everything that pretty bin, My lady sweet, arise !

Arise, arise !

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