To shorten winter's sadness, see where the Nymphs with gladness: Fa la la la... Disguised, all are coming, right wantonly a-mumming: Fa la la la... Though masks encloud their beauty, yet give the eye her duty, Fa la la la... When Heav'n is dark it shineth, and unto love inclineth: Fa la la la...
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