THE RIDE.
Reading edition
Heigh-ho, the world is green today (Steady, my boy, stand still!) Old Fool-Heart sings his roundelay Rides not his Love a-down yon way? (Steady, my boy, stand still, And you shall have your will!) You see him do you Open-Eyed, (Steady, my boy, stand still!) You beckon him unto your side, In with the spur then, after ride! (Faster, my lad, oh still, Catch Her a-top the hill!) —John Mack, Jr.
