Enter COMUS, with three Peasants, who sing the following Song in Parts.
Com. Your hay it is mow'd, and your corn is reaped; Your barns will be full, and your hovels heaped: Come, my boys, come; Come, my boys, come; And merrily roar out harvest home; Harvest home, Harvest home; And merrily roar out harvest home.
Chor. Come, my boys, come, &c.
1 Man. We ha' cheated the parson, we'll cheat him again, For why should a blockhead ha' one in ten? One in ten, One in ten; For why should a blockhead ha' one in ten?
2 Man. For prating so long like a book-learned sot, Till pudding and dumpling burn to pot, Burn to pot, Burn to pot; Till pudding and dumpling burn to pot.
Chor. Burn to pot, &c.
3 Man. We'll toss off our ale till we cannot stand, And hoigh for the honour of old England: Old England, Old England; And hoigh for the honour of old England.