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FESTE'S SONG (2), FR. TWELFTH NIGHT, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: When that I was and a little tiny boy
Last Line: And wee'l strive to please you every day.
Variant Title(s): Clown Sings
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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