Song (Act Ii, Scene I, Lines 65-80) A Sunny Shaft Did I Behold, From Sky To Earth It Slanted: And Poised Therein A Bird So Bold Sweet Bird, Thou Wert Enchanted! He Sank, He Rose, He Twinkled, He Trolled Within That Shaft Of Sunny Mist; His Eyes Of Fire, His Beak Of Gold, All Else Of Amethyst! And Thus He Sang: `Adieu! Adieu! Love'S Dreams Prove Seldom True. The Blossoms They Make No Delay: The Sparkling Dew-Drops Will Not Stay. Sweet Month Of May, We Must Away; Far, Far Away! To-Day! To-Day!' Hunting Song (Act Iv, Scene Ii, Lines 56-71) Up, Up ! Ye Dames, Ye Lasses Gay! To The Meadows Trip Away. 'Tis You Must Tend The Flocks This Morn, And Scare The Small Birds From The Corn. Not A Soul At Home May Stay: For The Shepherds Must Go With Lance And Bow To Hunt The Wolf In The Woods To-Day. Leave The Hearth And Leave The House To The Cricket And The Mouse: Find Grannam Out A Sunny Seat, With Babe And Lambkin At Her Feet. Not A Soul At Home Must Stay: For The Shepherds Must Go With Lance And Bow To Hunt The Wolf In The Woods To-Day.