Ho! who comes here along with bagpiping and drumming?
O tis the morris dance I see, a coming.
Come ladies out, come quickly!
And see about how trim they dance and trickly.
Hey! there again! how the bells they shake it!
He ho! now for our town! and take it!
Soft awhile, piper, not away so fast! They melt them.
Be hanged, knave! see'st thou not the dancers sweet them?
Stand out awhile! you come too far, I say, in.
There give the hobby-horse more room to play in!