Noon
Picking the strings out one by one half unconsciously , the air of the love song followed the shift of the hand , and equally unconsciously his voice took up the rhythm , first in an undertone , then louder and louder : `` Heigh-ho ! Love is my sun , Love is my moon and the stars by night . Heigh-ho ! hour there is none , Love of my heart , but thou art my light ; Never forsaking , Noon or day-breaking , Midnights of sorrow thy comforts make bright . Heigh-ho ! Love is my life , Live I in loving and love I to live : Heigh-ho ! -- '' `` Monsieur La Mothe , Monsieur La Mothe , have you deceived us all these days ? ''