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Samuel Johnson [1778], The plays of William Shakspeare. In ten volumes. With the corrections and illustrations of various commentators; to which are added notes by Samuel Johnson and George Steevens. The second edition, Revised and Augmented (Printed for C. Bathurst [and] W. Strahan [etc.], London) [word count] [S10901].
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SCENE III. Enter Clown, and Audrey.

Clo.

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

Aud.

I do desire it with all my heart: and I hope it is no dishonest desire, to desire to be a woman of the world6 note. Here come two of the banish'd duke's pages.

Enter two Pages.

1 Page.

Well met, honest gentleman.

Clo.

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

2 Page.

We are for you: sit i'the middle.

1 Page.

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

2 Page.

I'faith, i'faith; and both in a tune, like two gypsies on a horse.

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SONG7 note

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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 pretty rank time8 note



,
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, &c.

The carol they began that hour,
  With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
How that life was but a flower

  In the spring time, &c.

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, &c.

Clo.

Truly, young gentlemen, though there was

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no great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very untuneable9 note

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1 Page.

You are deceiv'd, sir; we kept time, we lost not our time.

Clo.

By my troth, yes; I count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song. God be with you; and God mend your voices.—Come, Audrey.

[Exeunt.
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Samuel Johnson [1778], The plays of William Shakspeare. In ten volumes. With the corrections and illustrations of various commentators; to which are added notes by Samuel Johnson and George Steevens. The second edition, Revised and Augmented (Printed for C. Bathurst [and] W. Strahan [etc.], London) [word count] [S10901].
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