Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY
- Touchstone. To-morrow is the joyful day, Audrey; to-morrow will we
be married.
- Audrey. I do desire it with all my heart; and I hope it is no
dishonest desire to desire to be a woman of the world. Here come
two of the banish'd Duke's pages.
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Enter two PAGES
- Touchstone. By my troth, well met. Come sit, sit, and a song.
- First Page. Shall we clap into't roundly, without hawking, or
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spitting, or saying we are hoarse, which are the only prologues
to a bad voice?
- Second Page. I'faith, i'faith; and both in a tune, like two gipsies
on a horse.
SONG.
2375 It 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.
2380 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, &c.
2385 This carol they began that hour,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
How that a life was but a flower,
In the spring time, &c.
And therefore take the present time,
2390 With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
For love is crowned with the prime,
In the spring time, &c.
- Touchstone. Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great
matter in the ditty, yet the note was very untuneable.
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- First Page. You are deceiv'd, sir; we kept time, we lost not our
time.
- Touchstone. By my troth, yes; I count it but time lost to hear such
a foolish song. God buy you; and God mend your voices. Come,
Audrey. Exeunt
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