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FESTE'S SONG (2), FR. TWELFTH NIGHT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Poet Analysis

First Line: WHEN THAT I WAS AND A LITTLE TINY BOY
Last Line: AND WEE'L STRIVE TO PLEASE YOU EVERY DAY.
Subject(s): RAIN;
When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the winde and the raine:
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the raine it raineth every day.

But when I came to mans estate,
With hey, ho, the winde and the raine:
Gainst Knaves and Theeves men shut their gate,
For the raine it raineth every day.

But when I came alas to wive,
With hey, ho, the winde and the raine:
By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the raine it raineth every day.

But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, the winde and the raine:
With tosspottes still had drunken heades,
For the rain it raineth every day.

A great while ago the world begun,
With hey, ho, the winde and the raine:
But that's all one, our Play is done,
And wee'l strive to please you every day.



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