With heigh down derry, derry.
Thou makest some to stumble
A many mo to fumble
And me have pinky neyne.[70]
More brave and jolly wine!
What need I praise thee mo,
For thou art good, with heigh-ho!...
(To the Soldiers):
You would know where Lord Antony is? I perceive you.
Shall I say he is in yond farm-house? I deceive you.