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Charles Gildon [1709–1710], The works of Mr. William Shakespear; in six [seven] volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts. Revis'd and Corrected, with an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author. By N. Rowe ([Vol. 7] Printed for E. Curll... and E. Sanger [etc.], London) [word count] [S11401].
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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 World. Here come two of the banish'd Duke's Pages.

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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'th' middle.

1 Page.

Shall we clap into't roundly, without hauking, 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.


SONG.
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 rang 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, &c.

Between the Acres of the Rye,
  With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino;
These pretty Country-folks would lye,

  In the Spring time, &c.

The Carrol 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.

Clo.

Truly, young Gentlemen, though there was no great matter in the ditty, yet the Note was very untunable.

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 b'w'y you, and God mend your Voices. Come, Audrey.

[Exeunt.

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Charles Gildon [1709–1710], The works of Mr. William Shakespear; in six [seven] volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts. Revis'd and Corrected, with an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author. By N. Rowe ([Vol. 7] Printed for E. Curll... and E. Sanger [etc.], London) [word count] [S11401].
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