Hark, jolly shepherds!

Hark, jolly shepherds, hark:
Hark you yon lusty ringing
Hark alas hark how cheerfully the bells dance
The whilst the lads are springing
Go, then, why sit we here delaying
And all yon merry wanton lasses playing
And all yon merry, merry lads
And merry, merry wanton lasses playing
And all you merry lads and lasses playing
Now gaily Flora leads it and sweetly treads it
The woods and groves they ring loudly resounding
With echo sweet rebounding