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The Winter's Tale

William Shakespeare
No Fear Act 4 Scene 3
No Fear Act 4 Scene 3 Page 6

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He sings
Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way,
And merrily hent the stile-a:
125A merry heart goes all the day,
Your sad tires in a mile-a.
Jog on, jog on, along the foot-path, and merrily grasp the gate. A merry heart can go all day, a sad heart tires after just a mile.
He exits.