The Third Day 77 



The cuckow and the nightingale 

 Full merrily do sing, 



Heigh trolollie lollie loe, etc. 

 And with their pleasant roundelays 

 Bid welcome to the spring : 



Then care away, etc. 



This is not half the happiness 

 The countryman enjoys ; 



Heigh trolollie lollie loe, etc, 

 Though others think they have as much, 

 Yet he that says so lies : 



Then come away, 



Turn countrymen with me. 



Jo. CHALKHILL. 



PlSCATOR. Well sung, Coridon, this song was 

 sung with mettle ; and it was choicely fitted to the 

 occasion : I shall love you for it as long as I know 

 you. I would you were a brother of the angle; 

 for a companion that is cheerful, and free from swear- 

 ing and scurrilous discourse, is worth gold. I love 

 such mirth as does not make friends ashamed tc 

 look upon one another next morning; nor men, 

 that cannot well bear it, to repent the money they 

 spend when they be warmed with drink. And take 

 this for a rule : you may pick out such times and 

 such companies, that you make yourselves merrier 

 for a little than a great deal of money; for "'Tis 

 the company and not the charge that makes the 

 feast " ; and such a companion you prove : I thank 

 you for it. 



But I will not compliment you out of the debt 

 that I owe you, and therefore I will begin my song, 

 and wish it may be so well liked. 



THE ANGLER'S SONG. 



As inward love breeds outward talk, 

 The hound some praise, and some the hawk, 

 Some, better pleas'd with private sport, 

 Use tennis, some a mistress court : 



But these delights I neither wish, 



Nor envy, while I freely fish. 



