Under the greenwood tree

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Hi friends this is a beautiful poem by William Shakespear. Lets Comment on it. Heres how it goes Under the greenwood tree, who loves to lie with me, and turn his merry note, unto the sweet bird's throat, come hither come hither come hither, here shal he see no enemy but winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, and loves to liv in th sun, seekin the food he eats, and pleased with wat he gets, Come hither come hither come hither, here shall he see no enemy but winter and rough weather