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Welcome to Hyperion Records, an independent British classical label devoted to presenting high-quality recordings of music of all styles and from all periods from the twelfth century to the twenty-first.
Hyperion offers both CDs, and downloads in a number of formats. The site is also available in several languages.
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Will said to his mammy That he would go woo; Fain would he wed, but he wot not who. Soft a while my lammy, Stay and yet abide! He, like a fool as he was, replied: In faith chill have a wife. Oh what a life do I lead For a wife in my bed I may not tell you! Oh there to have a wife, Oh 'tis a smart to my heart, 'Tis a rack to my back And to my belly.
Scarcely was he wedded Full a fortnight's space, But that he was in a heavy case. Largely was he headed, And his cheeks looked thin, And to repent he did thus begin: A fig for such a wife! Oh what a life do I lead With a wife in my bed I may not tell you! Oh there to have a wife … All you that are bachelors Be learned by crying Will, When you are well to remain so still. Better for to tarry, And alone to lie, Than like a fool with a fool to cry: A fig for such a wife! Oh what a life do I lead …