SCENE II.
THE HOUSE AND GARDEN OF ANTIPHOLIS.
Enter Luciana.
Luciana.
Why does Antipholis so long delay,
And give his wife new cause for jealousy?
In vain I still preach patience—for she says
That should I live to see these griefs my own,
My boasted reasoning would be thrown aside.
Well, I will marry one day but to try—
Yet all things must combine to tempt me to it.
First, the season—not when drear winter chills;
But when, as good old calendars assert,
Wedlock's apt season, merry spring time comes!
SONG.—(As you like it.)
I.
It was a lover and his lass,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
That o'er the green corn-field did pass,
In the spring time, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, hey ding, a-ding, ding,
Sweet lovers love the spring.
II.
This carol they began that hour,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
How that life was but a flower,
In the spring time, &c.
