A second crack at Aimen’s “Under The Greenwood Tree”

Here is the text I’m working with:

AMIENS
Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird’s throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see No enemy
But winter and rough weather.

A little further on in the scene JACQUES chimes in. These verses also fit the melody written for AMIENS verse, but are not a part of this demo.

JACQUES
Who doth ambition shun
And loves to live i’ the sun,
Seeking the food he eats
And pleased with what he gets,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see No enemy
But winter and rough weather.

If it do come to pass
That any man turn ass,
Leaving his wealth and ease,
A stubborn will to please,
Ducdame, ducdame, ducdame:
Here shall he see
Gross fools as he,
An if he will come to me.

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Under the Greenwood Tree - Demo 1.0