Reliques of ancient English poetry: consisting of old heroic ballads ...

2o 4
ANCIENT SONGS
With counterfeiting voice I greete
And call them on, with me to roame
Thro' woods, thro' lakes, 25
Thro' bogs, thro' brakes ;
Or elfe, unfeene, with them I go,
All in the nicke
To play fame tricke
And frolicke it, with ho, ho, ho ! 30
Sometimes Imeete them like a man ;
Sometimes, an ox; fometimes, a hound;
And to a horfe I turn me can ;
To trip and trot about them round.
But if, to ride,
My backe they ftride,
More fwift than wind away I go,
Ore hedge and lands,
Thro' pools and ponds,
I whirry, laughing, ho, ho, ho ! 4«
When lads and laffes merry be,
With poifets and with juncates fine ;
Unfeene of all the company,
I eat their cakes and fip their wine ;
And, to make fport,
I fart and fnort
And out the candles I do blow :
The maids I kifs ;
/ They fhrieke—Who's this ?
I anfvver nought, but ho, ho, ho,
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