With the rosey sweet, heigh ho 2 The eldest of them was drest in green: 'I wish I had you to be my queen.
Then out bespak the foremost priest: Wi a heigh ho and a lilly gay I think she's bleedin at the breast.
Once so merrily hopped she, Twice so merrily hopped she, Thrice so merrily hopped she, Heigh O, heigh O, heigh O!
Sing--when a Nightingale Pours forth her own sweet soul To hear dread thunder roll Into a tearful tale-- Heigh ho!
Heigh ho for gossip then, and common sighs-- And let his death bring tears in no one's eyes.
Sing--when a Sparrow's seen Trying to lie at rest By pressing his warm breast To leaves so wet and green-- Heigh ho!
HEIGH HO, THE RAIN The Lark that in heaven dim Can match a rainy hour With his own music's shower, Can make me sing like him-- Heigh ho!
Heigh how, alas, the pangs of death my hearte do breake.
Nature herself her shape admires; The Gods are wounded in her sight; And Love forsakes his heavenly fires And at her eyes his brand doth light: Heigh ho, would she were mine!
Her paps are centres of delight, Her breasts are orbs of heavenly frame, Where Nature moulds the dew of light To feed perfection with the same: Heigh ho, would she were mine!
Her eyes are sapphires set in snow, Resembling heaven by every wink; The Gods do fear whenas they glow, And I do tremble when I think Heigh ho, would she were mine!
Her cheeks are like the blushing cloud That beautifies Aurora's face, Or like the silver crimson shroud That Phoebus' smiling looks doth grace; Heigh ho, fair Rosaline!
Her lips are like two budded roses Whom ranks of lilies neighbour nigh, Within which bounds she balm encloses Apt to entice a deity: Heigh ho, would she were mine!
Her neck is like a stately tower Where Love himself imprison'd lies, To watch for glances every hour From her divine and sacred eyes: Heigh ho, for Rosaline!
The whole towne is built upon a rock, which is heigh and steep to the water.
He dances and sings To the sound of his wings With a hey and a heigh and a ho.
The night is his noon And the sun is his moon, With a hey and a heigh and a ho.
His nectar he sips From the primroses' lips With a hey and a heigh and a ho.
They formed rings and danced round and round as they sang: "Oh, who is so merry, so merry, heigh ho!
It was Zachary Heigh whom Chris wanted to watch, and as a flea or a fly he often rode about on Zachary's jacket listening and observing.
It was only then, looking around at the sobered, silent sailors, Chris remembered that Zachary Heigh was the only one who had not laughed.
The men turned, wonderingly but angrily too, for the remembrance of what Zachary Heigh had tried to do, and so nearly succeeded in, rankled, and they now began to understand many things.
The fuse proved to be rather shorter than Zachary Heigh wished.
Take it off thrice, and then cry heigh like a Huntsman With a clear heart, and no more fits I warrant thee.
I cannot, For I must be up to morrow to go to Church, And I must dress me, put my new Gown on, And be as fine to meet my Love: Heigh ho!
It was once perhaps written, With heigh ho, the wind and the rain in his way.
SONGS OF GOOD CHEER I When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh the doxy over the dale, Why then comes in the sweet o' the year: For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale.
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then heigh ho, the holly!
The night is his noon And his sun is the moon, With a hey and a heigh and a ho.
Twenty tailors take the stitches, Plenty of women wear the breeches, Heigh ho, Carrion crow!
All her thoughts are pure and bright, As the stars we see at night, Shining with a joyous light, Heigh ho!
Still on her cheek as brightly plays The sunshine of her youthful days, And still as sweet her girlish ways, Heigh ho!
Ac though that theef hadde hevene, He hadde noon heigh blisse, As seint Johan and othere seintes That deserved hadde bettre.
There myghtow sen ensample In hymself oone, That he was myghtful and meke, And mercy gan graunte To hem that hengen hym on heigh And his herte thirled.
Lyveris to-forn us Useden to marke For selkouthes that thei seighen, Hir sones for to teche; And helden it an heigh science Hir wittes to knowe.
Right so if thow be religious, Ren thow nevere ferther To Rome ne to Rochemador, But as thi rule techeth; And hold thee under obedience, That heigh wey is to hevene.
Thanne greved hym a goliardeis, A gloton of wordes, And to the aungel an heigh Answerde after: 280 Dum rex a regere Dicatur nomen habere; Nomen habet sine re, Nisi studet jura tenere.
So, when we get them on to the stream, We'll knock out the fid and roll them in, Heigh ho!
And when we get them down to the boom, We'll call at the tavern for brandy and rum, Heigh ho!
And when the choppers begin to chop, They take the sound and leave the rot, Heigh ho!
And when we get them down to the mill, We'll call for the liquor and drink our fill, Heigh ho!
And when the swampers begin to clear, They show the teamster where to steer, Heigh ho!
The sun and rain make me grow, and soon-- Heigh ho!
For sooth to seyn, he lost held every wight But-if he were in loves heigh servyse, I mene folk that oughte it been of right.
Wot ye not wel that noble and heigh corage Ne sorweth not, ne stinteth eek for lyte?
And that ye been of noble and heigh kinrede, I have wel herd it tellen, out of drede.
For sin my fader, in so heigh a place As parlement, hath hir eschaunge enseled, He nil for me his lettre be repeled.
Fol de rol, de rol, de rol, de ri do, That I may shoot yon carrion crow; Sing heigh ho!
My daily note shall be therefore-- Heigh ho, chil love no more.
My daily note shall be therefore,-- Heigh ho, chil love no more.
The finest lass that e'er you knew, Which makes me sing when I should cry Heigh ho!
More we enjoy it, more it dies; If not enjoyed, it sighing cries-- Heigh ho!
Like to the clear in highest sphere Where all imperial glory shines, Of selfsame colour is her hair Whether unfolded, or in twines: Heigh ho, fair Rosaline!
Her neck like to a stately tower Where Love himself imprison'd lies, To watch for glances every hour From her divine and sacred eyes: Heigh ho, fair Rosaline!
Diaphenia like the daffadowndilly, White as the sun, fair as the lily, Heigh ho, how do I love thee!
If that be all," the shepherd said, heigh ho, the shepherd said!
Nature herself her shape admires, The gods are wounded in her sight, And Love forsakes his heavenly fires And at her eyes his brand doth light: Heigh ho, would she were mine.
Whenas the wanton wench espied, heigh ho, when she espied!
Her cheeks are like the blushing cloud That beautifies Aurora's face, Or like the silver crimson shroud That Phoebus' smiling looks doth grace: Heigh ho, fair Rosalynde.
Hereon they kissed with many an oath, heigh ho, with many an oath!
Her paps are centres of delight, Her paps are orbs of heavenly frame, Where nature moulds the dew of light, To feed perfection with the same: Heigh ho, would she were mine.
A smicker[1] boy, a lither swain, heigh ho, a smicker swain!
Her neck, like to a stately tower Where love himself imprisoned lies, To watch for glances every hour From her divine and sacred eyes: Heigh ho, fair Rosalynde.
Her eyes are sapphires set in snow, Refining heaven by every wink: The gods do fear whenas they glow, And I do tremble when I think: Heigh ho, would she were mine.
Corydon's Song A blithe and bonny country lass, heigh ho, the bonny lass!
The above list will hopefully give you a few useful examples demonstrating the appropriate usage of "heigh" in a variety of sentences. We hope that you will now be able to make sentences using this word.
