Song 2nd By a Young Shepherd

When the trees do laugh with our merry wit,
And the green hill laughs with the noise of it,
When the meadow laughs with lively green,
And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene;

When the greenwood laughs with the voice of joy,
And the dimpling stream runs laughing by,
When Edessa, and Lyca, and Emilie,
With their sweet round mouths sing Ha, Ha, He.

When the painted birds laugh in the shade
Where our table with cherries and nuts is spread,
Come live and be merry and join with me,
To sing the sweet chorus of Ha, Ha, He.
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