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His beard was as white as snow,
All flaxen was his poll:

He is gone, he is gone,

And we cast away moan:

God ha' mercy on his soul !

II

Come o'er the bourn, Bessy, to me!

-Her boat hath a leak,

And she must not speak

Why she dares not come over to thee !

III

Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly shepherd? Thy sheep be in the corn;

And for one blast of thy minikin mouth, Thy sheep shall take no harm.

XLIII

THE MISANTHROPE

Immortal gods, I crave no pelf;
I pray for no man but myself:
Grant I may never prove so fond,
To trust man on his oath or bond;
Or a harlot, for her weeping;

Or a dog, that seems a-sleeping;
Or a keeper with my freedom;

Or my friends, if I should need 'em.
Amen. So fall to't:

Rich men sin, and I eat root.

XLIV

NATURE AND MAN

Blow, blow, thou winter wind,

Thou art not so unkind

As man's ingratitude;

Thy tooth is not so keen,

Because thou art not seen,

Although thy breath be rude.

Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly :

Then, heigh-ho, the holly!

This life is most jolly.

Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
That dost not bite so nigh

As benefits forgot:

Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp

As friend remember'd not.

Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly : Then, heigh-ho, the holly!

This life is most jolly.

XLV

THE WORLD'S WAY

Why, let the stricken deer go weep,

The hart ungalléd play;

For some must watch, while some must sleep :

So runs the world away.

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