I produced a mummer's play, "The Fool and his Sons" at an S.C.A. event several years ago. In it a king courts a queen, the sons do a sword dance, and the fool acts like a fool. There is no St. George or Turkish Knight, no fighting, and no ressurrection. Just a lot of macho posturing.
The Paxton letters, fifteenth century correspondence, describe something like a mummer's play. Beatrix Potter describes children mumming in turn of the century England at Easter time.