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REIGN OF ELIZABETH. |
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of the merry Christmas carols, and to be sung to the tune of " All you that are good fellows." |
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This is a time of joyfulness,
And merry time of year, When as the rich with plenty stor'd
Do make the poor good cheer. Plum-porridge, roast beef, and minc'd pies,
Stand smoking on the board; With other brave varieties,
Our master doth afford.
Our mistress and her cleanly maids
Have neatly play'd the cooks; Methinks these dishes eagerly
At my sharp stomach looks, As though they were afraid
To see me draw my blade ; But I revenged on them will be,
Until my stomach's stay'd. |
Come fill us of the strongest,
Small drink is out of date; Methinks I shall fare like a prince,
And sit in gallant state : This is no miser's feast,
Although that things be dear; God grant the founder of this feast
Each Christmas keep good cheer.
This day for Christ we celebrate,
Who was born at this time ; For which all Christians should rejoice,
And I do sing in rhyme. When you have given thanks,
Unto your dainties fall, Heav'n bless my master and my dame,
Lord bless me, and you all. |
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