On my usual morning walk I have found myself - yesterday and today - in the
middle of haymaking - the cutter, the crab-like red-painted tedder, the
bailer, then a trolley, two landrovers, and a lorry seen carrying off the
bails down the road to some storage place elsewhere.
This evening I went to a performance of The Fairy Queen - and it has this
entertaining duet which everyone looks forward to, sung by Corydon and Mopsa
- tenor (man) and counter-tenor (man in drag) -
CORYDON
Now the maids and the men are making of hay
We've left the dull fools, we've left the dull fools
And have stolen away - so Mopsa no more
Be coy as before, but let's cheerfully cheerfully play
And kiss, and kiss, and kiss, and kiss, and kiss
the sweet time away
MOPSA
Well how now Sir Clown, what makes you so bold?
I'd have you to know, I'd have you to know
I'm not made in that mould.
And on it goes.
E.
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