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As You Like It: Act 5, Scene 3

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           Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY.

      TOUCHSTONE
  1   Tomorrow is the joyful day, Audrey; tomorrow
  2   will we be married.

      AUDREY
  3   I do desire it with all my heart; and I hope it is
  4   no dishonest desire to desire to be a woman of
  5   the world. Here comes two of the banished
  6   duke's pages.

           Enter two Pages.

      First Page
  7   Well met, honest gentleman.

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

      Second Page
 10   We are for you: sit i' the middle.

      First Page
 11   Shall we clap into't roundly, without hawking
 12   or spitting or saying we are hoarse, which are
 13   the only prologues to a bad voice?

      Second Page
 14   I'faith, i'faith; and both in a tune, like two
 15   gipsies on a horse.

                     SONG.

 16         It was a lover and his lass,
 17             With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
 18         That o'er the green corn-field did pass
 19             In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,
 20         When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding:
 21         Sweet lovers love the spring.

 22         Between the acres of the rye,
 23             With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
 24         These pretty country folks would lie,
 25             In spring time, etc.

 26         This carol they began that hour,
 27             With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
 28         How that a life was but a flower,
 29             In spring time, etc.

 30         And therefore take the present time,
 31             With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino;
 32         For love is crowned with the prime,
 33             In spring time, etc.

      TOUCHSTONE
 34   Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no
 35   great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very
 36   untuneable.

      First Page
 37   You are deceived, sir: we kept time, we lost not
 38   our time.

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

           Exeunt.