IT WAS A LOVER AND HIS LASS 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; 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, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding; Sweet lovers love the spring. This 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, 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. Shakespeare. TO THE VIRGINS, TO MAKE MUCH OF TIME Old Time is still a-flying : To-morrow will be dying. The higher he's a-getting, And nearer he's to setting. When youth and blood are warmer ; Times still succeed the former. And while ye may, go marry : Herrick. LOSS IN DELAY Creeping snails have weakest force, Good is best when soonest wrought, Hoist up sail while gale doth last, Seek not time when time is past, After-wits are dearly bought, Let thy fore-wit guide thy thought. When he flies he turns no more, Works adjourn'd have many stays, R. Southwell. XVII CARPE DIEM Love in thy youth, fair Maid, be wise ; Old Time will make thee colder, | And though each morning new arise Yet we each day grow older. Thou as heaven art fair and young, Thine eyes like twin stars shining ; All these will be declining. And all thy sweets shall borrow; Anon. TO BE MERRY 17 XVIII CRABBED AGE AND YOUTH CRABBED Age and Youth Shakespeare. Come, my Celia, let us prove, Spend not then his gifts in vain : Why should we defer our joys? Or his easier eyes beguile, To be taken, to be seen, B. Jonson. |