When that I was and a little tiny boy, <br />With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, <br />A foolish thing was but a toy, <br />For the rain it raineth every day. <br /> <br />But when I came to man's estate, <br />With hey, ho, . . . <br />'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate <br />For the rain, . . . <br /> <br />But when I came, alas! to wive, <br />With hey, ho, . . . <br />By swaggering could I never thrive, <br />For the rain, . . . <br /> <br />But when I came unto my beds, <br />With hey, ho, . . . <br />With toss-pots still had drunken heads, <br />For the rain, . . . <br /> <br />A great while ago the world begun, <br />With hey, ho, . . . <br />But that's all one, our play is done. <br />And we'll strive to please you every day.<br /><br />William Shakespeare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-that-i-was-and-a-little-tiny-boy/
