the forest is free
4.1 Under the Greenwood Tree
Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me, Anitench
And turn his merry note
Unto the
human quo
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither!
Here shall he see
pers
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.
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4.1 Under the Greenwood Tree
Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me, Anitench
And turn his merry note
Unto the
human quo
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither!
Here shall he see
pers
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.
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