A Very Little Thief Of Occasion Will

Good Morrow, 'tis Saint Valentine's Day, All In The Morn Betime, And I A Maid At Your Window, To Be Your Valentine.

Sit By My Side, And Let The World Slip: We Shall Ne'er Be Younger.

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 The Spring Time, The Only Pretty Ring Time, When Birds Do Sing, Hey Ding A Ding, Ding; Sweet Lovers Love The Spring.

O, That Our Fathers Would Applause Our Loves, To Seal Our Happiness With Hteir Consents!

To Be, Or Not To Be, That Is The Question.