CORIDON'S SONG. 



Oh the sweet contentment 

 The countryman doth find ! 

 Heigh trolie lollie loe, 

 Heigh trolie lollie lee. 



That quiet contemplation 

 Possesseth all my mind : 



Then, care away ; 



And wend along with me. 



For courts are full of flattery, 

 As hath too oft been tried ; 



Heigh trolie lollie loe, &c. 

 The city, full of wantonness ; 

 And both are full of pride : 



Then care away, &c. 



But oh the honest countryman 

 Speaks truly from his heart j 



Heigh trolie lollie loe, &c. 

 His pride is in his tillage, 

 His horses and his cart : 



Then, care away, &c. 



