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Young men and maids, and girls and boys, Give life to one another's joys ; And you anon shall by their noise Perceive that they are merry.
Rank misers now do sparing shun ;
Their hall of music soundeth ; And dogs thence with whole shoulders run,
So all things there aboundeth. The country folks themselves advance With crowdy-muttons out of France ; And Jack shall pipe, and Jyll shall dance,
And all the town be merry.
Ned Squash hath fetcht his bands from pawn,
And all his best apparel; Brisk Nell hath bought a ruff of lawn
With dropping of the barrel; And those that hardly all the year Had bread to eat, or rags to wear, Will have both clothes and dainty fare,
And all the day be merry.
Now poor men to the justices With capons make their errants;
And if they hap to fail of these,
They plague them with their warrants: |
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