A Shepeheards boye (no better doe him call)
when Winters wastful spight was almost spent,
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A great classic penned by a master spirit and in tune with the language of the pariod in which it was penned.
Colin is not a happy camper. He is sad to the core after being rejected by his beloved Rosalind, so sad he breaks his pipe after he compares his mood with the winter landscape: