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Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY .
Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY .

TOUCHSTONE

Tomorrow is the joyful day, Audrey. Tomorrow will we be married.

TOUCHSTONE

Tomorrow is the joyful day, Audrey. Tomorrow will we be married.

AUDREY

I do desire it with all my heart, and I hope it is no dishonest desire to desire to be a woman of the world.

AUDREY

I do desire it with all my heart, and I hope it is no dishonest desire to desire to be a woman of the world.
Enter two PAGES
Enter two PAGES
5 Here comes two of the banished duke’s pages.
Here comes two of the banished duke’s pages.

FIRST PAGE

Well met, honest gentleman.

FIRST PAGE

Well met, honest gentleman.

TOUCHSTONE

By my troth, well met. Come, sit, sit, and a song.

TOUCHSTONE

By my troth, well met. Come, sit, sit, and a song.

SECOND PAGE

We are for you. Sit i' th' middle.

SECOND PAGE

We are for you. Sit i' th' middle.

FIRST PAGE

Shall we clap into ’t roundly, without hawking or spitting or saying we are hoarse, which are the only prologues to a bad voice?

FIRST PAGE

Shall we clap into ’t roundly, without hawking or spitting or saying we are hoarse, which are the only prologues to a bad voice?

SECOND PAGE

I' faith, i' faith, and both in a tune like two gypsies on a horse.

SECOND PAGE

I' faith, i' faith, and both in a tune like two gypsies on a horse.

PAGES

(sing)
It was a lover and his lass,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey-nonny-no,
That o'er the green cornfield did pass
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
Between the acres of the rye,

PAGES

(sing)
It was a lover and his lass,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey-nonny-no,
That o'er the green cornfield did pass
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
Between the acres of the rye,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey-nonny-no,
These pretty country folks would lie
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
This carol they began that hour,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey hey-nonny-no,
How that a life was but a flower
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
And therefore take the present time,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey hey-nonny-no,
For love is crownèd with the prime
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey-nonny-no,
These pretty country folks would lie
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
This carol they began that hour,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey hey-nonny-no,
How that a life was but a flower
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
And therefore take the present time,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey hey-nonny-no,
For love is crownèd with the prime
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.

TOUCHSTONE

Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very untunable.

TOUCHSTONE

Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very untunable.

FIRST PAGE

You are deceived, sir. We kept time. We lost not our time.

FIRST PAGE

You are deceived, sir. We kept time. We lost not our time.

TOUCHSTONE

By my troth, yes. I count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song. God be wi' you, and God mend your voices.— Come, Audrey.

TOUCHSTONE

By my troth, yes. I count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song. God be wi' you, and God mend your voices.— Come, Audrey.
Exeunt
Exeunt

Original Text

Modern Text

Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY .
Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY .

TOUCHSTONE

Tomorrow is the joyful day, Audrey. Tomorrow will we be married.

TOUCHSTONE

Tomorrow is the joyful day, Audrey. Tomorrow will we be married.

AUDREY

I do desire it with all my heart, and I hope it is no dishonest desire to desire to be a woman of the world.

AUDREY

I do desire it with all my heart, and I hope it is no dishonest desire to desire to be a woman of the world.
Enter two PAGES
Enter two PAGES
5 Here comes two of the banished duke’s pages.
Here comes two of the banished duke’s pages.

FIRST PAGE

Well met, honest gentleman.

FIRST PAGE

Well met, honest gentleman.

TOUCHSTONE

By my troth, well met. Come, sit, sit, and a song.

TOUCHSTONE

By my troth, well met. Come, sit, sit, and a song.

SECOND PAGE

We are for you. Sit i' th' middle.

SECOND PAGE

We are for you. Sit i' th' middle.

FIRST PAGE

Shall we clap into ’t roundly, without hawking or spitting or saying we are hoarse, which are the only prologues to a bad voice?

FIRST PAGE

Shall we clap into ’t roundly, without hawking or spitting or saying we are hoarse, which are the only prologues to a bad voice?

SECOND PAGE

I' faith, i' faith, and both in a tune like two gypsies on a horse.

SECOND PAGE

I' faith, i' faith, and both in a tune like two gypsies on a horse.

PAGES

(sing)
It was a lover and his lass,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey-nonny-no,
That o'er the green cornfield did pass
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
Between the acres of the rye,

PAGES

(sing)
It was a lover and his lass,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey-nonny-no,
That o'er the green cornfield did pass
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
Between the acres of the rye,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey-nonny-no,
These pretty country folks would lie
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
This carol they began that hour,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey hey-nonny-no,
How that a life was but a flower
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
And therefore take the present time,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey hey-nonny-no,
For love is crownèd with the prime
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey-nonny-no,
These pretty country folks would lie
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
This carol they began that hour,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey hey-nonny-no,
How that a life was but a flower
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.
And therefore take the present time,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey hey-nonny-no,
For love is crownèd with the prime
In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, Hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring.

TOUCHSTONE

Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very untunable.

TOUCHSTONE

Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very untunable.

FIRST PAGE

You are deceived, sir. We kept time. We lost not our time.

FIRST PAGE

You are deceived, sir. We kept time. We lost not our time.

TOUCHSTONE

By my troth, yes. I count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song. God be wi' you, and God mend your voices.— Come, Audrey.

TOUCHSTONE

By my troth, yes. I count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song. God be wi' you, and God mend your voices.— Come, Audrey.
Exeunt
Exeunt