urn to the
fire, drink the other cup to wet our whistles, and so sing away all sad
thoughts.
Come on my masters, who begins? I think it is best to draw cuts and
avoid contention.
_Pet._ It is a match. Look, the shortest Cut fals to _Coridon_.
_Cor._ Well then, I wil begin; for I hate contention.
CORIDONS Song.
Oh the sweet contentment
The country man doth find!
high trolollie laliloe
high trolollie lee,
That quiet contemplation
Possesseth all my mind:
_Then care away,
and wend along with me._
For Courts are full of flattery,
As hath too oft been tri'd;
high trolollie lollie loe
high trolollie lee,
The City full of wantonness,
and both are full of pride:
_Then care away,
and wend along with me._
But oh the honest countryman
Speaks truly from his heart,
high trolollie lollie loe
high trolollie lee,
His pride is in his Tillage,
his Horses and his Cart:
_Then care away,
and wend along with me._
Our clothing is good sheep skins
Gray russet for our wives,
high trolollie lollie loe
high trolollie lee.
'Tis warmth and not gay clothing
that doth prolong our lives:
_Then care away,
and wend along with me,_
The ploughman, though he labor hard,
Yet on the _Holy-day_,
high trolollie lollie loe
high trolollie lee,
No _Emperor_ so merrily
does pass his time away:
_Then care away,
and wend along with me._
To recompence our Tillage,
The _Heavens_ afford us showrs;
high trolollie lollie loe
high trolollie lee,
And for our sweet refreshments
the earth affords us bowers:
_Then care away,
and wend along with me._
The _Cuckoe_ and the _Nightingale_
full merrily do sing,
high trolollie lollie loe
high trolollie lee,
And with their pleasant _roundelayes_
bid welcome to the _Spring_:
_Then care away,
and wend along with me._
This is not half the happiness
the Country man injoyes;
high trolollie lollie loe
high trolollie lee,
Though others think they have as much
yet he that says so lies:
_Then come away, turn
County man with me._
_Pisc_. Well sung _Coridon_, this Song was sung with mettle, and it was
choicely fitted to the occasion; I shall love you for it as long as I
know you: I would you were a brother of the Angle, for a companion that
is cheerful and free from swearing and scurrilous di
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