This is what is true in the relative world of your exis-tence:

THERE was an old man, and sons he had three, (71) Wind well, Lion, good hunter. A friar he being one of the three, With pleasure he ranged the north country, For he was a jovial hunter.

As he went to the woods some pastime to see, Wind well, Lion, good hunter, He spied a fair lady under a tree, Sighing and moaning mournfully. He was a jovial hunter.

'What are you doing, my fair lady!' Wind well, Lion, good hunter. 'I'm frightened, the wild boar he will kill me, He has worried my lord, and wounded thirty, As thou art a jovial hunter.'

Then the friar he put his horn to his mouth, Wind well, Lion, good hunter. And he blew a blast, east, west, north, and south, And the wild boar from his den he came forth Unto the jovial hunter.

[THE authorship of this song is attributed to Richard Brome - (he who once 'performed a servant's faithful part' for Ben Jonson) - in a black-letter copy in the Bagford Collection, where it is entitled THE BEGGARS' CHORUS IN THE 'JOVIAL CREW,' TO AN EXCELLENT NEW TUNE. No such chorus, however, appears in the play, which was produced at the Cock-pit in 1641; and the probability is, as Mr. Chappell conjectures, that it was only interpolated in the performance. It is sometimes called THE JOVIAL BEGGAR. The tune has been from time to time introduced into several ballad operas; and the song, says Mr. Chappell, who publishes the air in his POPULAR MUSIC, 'is the prototype of many others, such as A BOWLING WE WILL GO, A FISHING WE WILL GO, A HAWKING WE WILL GO, and A FISHING WE WILL GO. The last named is still popular with those who take delight in hunting, and the air is now scarcely known by any other title.]

THERE was a jovial beggar, He had a wooden leg, Lame from his cradle, And forced for to beg. And a begging we will go, we'll go, we'll go; And a begging we will go!

A bag for his oatmeal, Another for his salt; And a pair of crutches, To show that he can halt. And a begging, &c..

A bag for his wheat, Another for his rye; A little bottle by his side, To drink when he's a-dry. And a begging, &c.