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A Child's Own Book of Verse II by  Ada M. Skinner


 

 

UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE

Under the greenwood tree,

Who loves to lie with me,

And tune 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 lie 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.

—WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.


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