Winter. When Isicles hang by the wall,

And Dicke the Shepheard blowes his naile;

And Tom beares Logges into the hall,

And Milke comes frozen home in paile:

When blood is nipt, and waies be fowle,

Then nightly sings the staring Owle

Tuwhit towho.

A merrie note,

While greasie Ione doth keele the pot.

When all aloud the winde doth blow,

And coffing drownes the Parsons saw:

And birds sit brooding in the snow,

And Marrians nose lookes red and raw:

When roasted Crabs hisse in the bowle,

Then nightly sings the staring Owle,

Tuwhit towho:

A merrie note,

While greasie Ione doth keele the pot

Brag. The Words of Mercurie,

Are harsh after the songs of Apollo:

You that way; we this way.

Exeunt. omnes.

FINIS.

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