Under The Green Wood Tree

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Under the green wood tree

by William Shakespeare 

Under the green wood tree who loves to lie with me
and turn his merry note unto the sweet birds 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 live in the sun
seeing 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.

By |April 16th, 2018|Stories and Poems|

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