Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
William Shakespeare. 15641616135. Under the Greenwood Tree
Amiens sings: | UNDER 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: | 5 | |
Here shall he see | ||
No enemy | ||
But winter and rough weather. | ||
Who doth ambition shun, | ||
And loves to live i’ the sun, | 10 | |
Seeking the food he eats, | ||
And pleased with what he gets, | ||
Come hither, come hither, come hither: | ||
Here shall he see | ||
No enemy | 15 | |
But winter and rough weather. | ||
Jaques replies: | If it do come to pass | |
That any man turn ass, | ||
Leaving his wealth and ease | ||
A stubborn will to please, | 20 | |
Ducdamè, ducdamè, ducdamè: | ||
Here shall he see | ||
Gross fools as he, | ||
An if he will come to me. |