XXX. WILLIAM SHAKSPERE, 1564-1616. BALTHAZAR'S SONG. IGH no more, ladies, sigh no more, SIG Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea, and one on shore, To one thing constant never. But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Sing no more ditties, sing no mo, Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Into Hey nonny, nonny. XXXI. FAIRIES' SONG. You spotted snakes with double tongue, Thorny hedge-hogs, be not seen; Newts, and blind-worms, do no wrong; Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby: Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; Weaving spiders, come not here; Hence, you long-legged spinners, hence ! Beetles black, approach not near; Worm nor snail, do no offence. Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby: Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; XXXII. SONG. ELL me where is fancy bred, TELL Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes, Let us all ring fancy's knell: XXXIII. ARIEL'S SONG. HERE the bee sucks, there suck I: WH In a cowslip's bell I lie ; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. XXXIV. SERENADE. HO is Silvia? what is she, WHO That all our swains commend her? Holy, fair and wise is she; The heaven such grace did lend her, Is she kind as she is fair? For beauty lives with kindness: To help him of his blindness; Then to Silvia let us sing, XXXV. AMIENS' SONG. I. U NDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats, And pleased with what he gets, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. |