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Sing we and chant it
While love doth grant it,
Fa la la!

Not long youth lasteth
And old age hasteth.
Fa la la!
Now is best leisure
To take our pleasure.
Fa la la!

All things invite us
Now to delight us.
Fa la la!

Hence care be packing,
No mirth be lacking.
Fa la la!

Let spare no treasure
To live in pleasure.
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