1    To-morrow is the joyful day, Audrey; to-morrow will
2    we be married.

3    I do desire it with all my heart; and I hope it is
4    no dishonest desire to desire to be a woman of the
5    world. Here comes two of the banished duke's pages.

6    Well met, honest gentleman.

7    By my troth, well met. Come, sit, sit, and a song.

8    We are for you: sit i' the middle.

9    Shall we clap into't roundly, without hawking or
10   spitting or saying we are hoarse, which are the only
11   prologues to a bad voice?

12   I'faith, i'faith; and both in a tune, like two
13   gipsies on a horse.
14   It was a lover and his lass,
15   With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
16   That o'er the green corn-field did pass
17   In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,
18   When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding:
19   Sweet lovers love the spring.
20   Between the acres of the rye,
21   With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino
22   These pretty country folks would lie,
23   In spring time, &c.
24   This carol they began that hour,
25   With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
26   How that a life was but a flower
27   In spring time, &c.
28   And therefore take the present time,
29   With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino;
30   For love is crowned with the prime
31   In spring time, &c.

32   Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great
33   matter in the ditty, yet the note was very
34   untuneable.

35   You are deceived, sir: we kept time, we lost not our time.

36   By my troth, yes; I count it but time lost to hear
37   such a foolish song. God be wi' you; and God mend
38   your voices! Come, Audrey.