Page:The Folk-Lore Journal Volume 7 1889.djvu/476

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MORRICE DANCERS AT REVESBY.

Fool. Ah, Boy! Times is hard, I love to have Money in both Pockets.

Fidler. You shall have it, old Father.

Fool. Let me see it.

[The Fool then calls in his Five Sons: first Pickle Herring, then Bine Britches, then Ginger Britches, Pepper Britches, and last calls out

Come, now, you Mr. Allspice!

[They foot it once round the Room, and the Man that is to ride the Hobby Horse goes out, and the rest sing the following Song:

Come in, come in, thou Hobby Horse,
And bring thy old Fool at thy Arse,
Sing Tanterday, sing Tanterday,
Sing heigh down, down, with a Derry Down a.

[Then the Fool and the Horse fights about the Room, whilst the following Song is singing by the rest:

Come in, come in, thou bonny wild worm,
For thou hast ta'en many a lucky turn.
Sing Tanteraday, sing Tanteraday,
Sing heigh down, down, with a Derry Down.

[The wild Worm is only sprung 3 or 4 Times, as the Man walks round the Room, and then goes out, and the Horse and the Fool fights again, whilst the following Song is sung:

Come in, come in, thou Dragon stout,
And take thy compass round about.
Sing Tanteraday, sing Tanteraday,
Sing heigh down, down, with a derry down.