| When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy,
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| And the dimpling stream runs laughing by;
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| When the air does laugh with our merry wit,
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| And the green hill laughs with the noise of it;
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| When the meadows laugh with lively green,
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| And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene,
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| When Mary and Susan and Emily
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| With their sweet round mouths sing «Ha, ha he!»
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| When the painted birds laugh in the shade,
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| Where our table with cherries and nuts is spread:
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| Come live, and be merry, and join with me,
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| To sing the sweet chorus of «Ha, ha, he!» |