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Can you name the Shakespearean plays by the lyrics of the songs sung in them?

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Heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then, heigh-ho! the holly! This life is most jolly.
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever; One foot in sea, and one on shore, To one thing constant never.
He that has and a little tiny wit -- With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, -- Must make content with his fortunes fit, For the rain it right every day.
Weaving spiders, come not here; Hence, you long-legged spinners, hence. Beetles black, approach not near; Worm nor snail do no offence.
O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting: Journeys end in lovers meeting
What is love? 'Tis not hereafter. Present mirth hath present laughter. What's to come is still unsure. In delay there lies no plenty. Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty.
Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply.
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Where the bee sucks there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back i do fly After summer merrily.
He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone
The master, the swagger, the boatswain and I, The gunner and his mate Loved Mall, Meg and Marian and Margery, But none of us cared for Kate:
How should I your true love know From another one? By his cockle hat and staff, And his sandal shoon.
And let me the canakin clink, clink; And let me the canakin clink A soldier's a man; A life's but a span; Why, then. let a soldier drink.
Come, thou monarch of the vine, Plumpy Bacchus with pink eyne! In thy fats our cares be drown'd, With thy grapes our hairs be crown'd: Cup us, till the world go round!
To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day, All in the morning betime, And I a maid at your window, To be your Valentine

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