In spring time, the onely pretty ring time,
When Birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding:
This Carroll they began that houre,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
How that a life was but a Flower,
In spring time, the only pretty ring time,
When Birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding:
Sweet Lovers love the spring.
And therefore take the present time,