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Through this house give glimmering light,
By the dead and drowsy fire;
Hop as light as bird from brier;
First, rehearse this song by rote:
Now, until the break of day,
With this field-dew consecrate,
Make no stay;
FROM MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR.
Fie on sinful fantasy !
Pinch him for his villany;
FROM TWELFTH NIGHT.
Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ;
Fly away, fly away, breath ;
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
O prepare it;
Did share it.
Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my
black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse,
bones shall be thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save,
Lay me, 0, where
To weep there.
FROM MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING.
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
Men were deceivers ever :
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
blithe and bonny; Converting all your sounds of woe
Into, Hey nonny, nonny.
Sing no more ditties, sing no mo
Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Then sigh not so, &c.
PARDON, Goddess of the night,
Midnight, assist our moan;
FROM LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST.
When daisies pied, and violets blue,
And lady-smocks all silver white,
Do paint the meadows with delight,
Cuckoo, cuckoo,-0 word of fear,
When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,
And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, , When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws,
And maidens bleach their summer smocks,
When icicles hang by the wall,
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail,
Joan doth keel the pot.
When all aloud the wind doth blow,
And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow,