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Blow, Thou Winter Wind
03:32
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Blow, blow, thou winter wind.
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
That dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot:
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp
As friend remember'd not.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
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Under the Greenwood Tree
02:52
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Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird’s throat.
Come hither, Come hither, Come hither
Here shall he see no enemy
But winter and rough weather under the greenwood tree
Who doth ambition shun
And loves to live in the sun
Seeking 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 under the greenwood tree
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The Pale Moon Shines
02:33
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The white sheet bleaching on the hedge,
Doth set my pugging tooth on edge;
But shall I go mourn for that, my dear?
The pale moon shines by night:
And when I wander here and there,
I then do most go right.
When daffodils begin to peer,
Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year;
But shall I go mourn for that, my dear?
The pale moon shines by night:
And when I wander here and there,
I then do most go right.
The lark, that tirra-lyra chants,
Are summer songs for me and my aunts,
But shall I go mourn for that, my dear?
The pale moon shines by night:
And when I wander here and there,
I then do most go right.
With heigh! the doxy over the dale,
For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale.
With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing!
For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.
If tinkers may have leave to live,
Then my account I well may, give,
But shall I go mourn for that, my dear?
The pale moon shines by night:
And when I wander here and there,
I then do most go right.
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Take Those Lips Away
02:58
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Take, O, take those lips away,
That so sweetly were forsworn;
And those eyes, the break of day,
Lights that do mislead the morn:
But my kisses bring again, bring again;
Seals of love, but sealed in vain, sealed in vain.
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Lawn as White
01:22
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Lawn as white as driven snow;
Cyprus black as e’er was crow;
Gloves as sweet as damask roses;
Masks for faces and for noses;
Bugle bracelet, necklace amber,
Perfume for a lady’s chamber;
Golden quoifs and stomachers,
For my lads to give their dears:
Pins and poking-sticks of steel,
What maids lack from head to heel:
Come buy of me, come; come buy, come buy;
Buy lads, or else your lasses cry: Come buy.
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Jog on, jog on, the footpath way
And merrily hent the stile-a
A merry heart goes all the day
Your sad tires in a mile-a.
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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 spring-time, the only pretty ring-time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding,
Sweet lovers love the spring.
Between the acres of the rye,
With a hey and a ho and a hey nonino,
These pretty country-folks would lie,
In spring-time, the only pretty ring-time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding,
Sweet lovers love the spring.
This carol they began that hour,
With a hey and a ho and a hey nonino,
How that a life was but a flower,
In spring-time, the only pretty ring-time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding,
Sweet lovers love the spring.
And therefore take the present time,
With a hey and a ho and a hey nonino,
For love is crowned with the prime
In spring-time, the only pretty ring-time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding,
Sweet lovers love the spring.
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White Throne Room
02:21
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When daffodils begin to peer,
With heigh! the doxy over the dale,
Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year;
For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale.
The white sheet bleaching on the hedge,
With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing!
Doth set my pugging tooth on edge;
For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.
But shall I go mourn for that, my dear?
The pale moon shines by night:
And when I wander here and there,
I then do most go right.
If tinkers may have leave to live,
And bear the sow-skin budget,
Then my account I well may, give,
And in the stocks avouch it.
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What shall he have that kill'd the deer?
His leather skin and horns to wear.
Then sing him home;
The rest shall bear this burden
Take thou no scorn to wear the horn;
It was a crest ere thou wast born:
Thy father's father wore it,
And thy father bore it:
The horn, the horn, the lusty horn
Is not a thing to laugh to scorn.
Then sing him home;
The rest shall bear this burden
Take thou no scorn to wear the horn;
It was a crest ere thou wast born:
Thy father's father wore it,
And thy father bore it:
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Griffin Sound Design Chicago, Illinois
Joe Griffin has composed music for Chicago theatre productions for over 15 years. His music has been heard in productions by Commedia Beauregard, the Hypocrites, Bohemian Theatre Company, Promethean Theatre Ensemble, Halcyon Theatre Company, Hobo Junction, Moraine Valley Community College, and Oakton Community College. ... more
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