IT WAS A LOVER AND HIS LASS



It was a lover and his lass

With a hey and a ho and a hey nonni no

With a hey nonni nonni no

That o'er the green cornfields did pass



In springtime, in springtime

In springtime, the only pretty ring time

When the birds do sing

Hey ding a ding a ding

Hey ding a ding a ding

Hey ding a ding a ding

Sweet lovers love the spring



Between the acres of rye...

These pretty country folks would lie...

And therefore take the present time...

For love is crowned with the prime...

___________

quoted by Shakespeare in "As you Like It"

@love

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