Was a lover and his lass
That o'er the green corn field did pass
Between acres of the rie
Pretty country folk would lie
And love is crowned within its prime
Therefore take the present time
Ahhh
Hey Nonino, and we sing out for the hour
How our life is but a flower
When the bells do ring, nonny hey dingaling
In the sprintime hour
Words by W. Shakespeare and Music by Mark
Nichols 2003
This show I'm writing currently for a production
of "As U Like It" at Whitman
College, Walla Walla Wa, to be directed by my good old friend,
Chris Petit. We've worked together since Open Circle Theater,
Seattle.
