Come, Anthea, let us two br Go to feast, as others do: br Tarts and custards, creams and cakes, br Are the junkets still at wakes; br Unto which the tribes resort, br Where the business is the sport: br Morris-dancers thou shalt see, br Marian, too, in pageantry; br And a mimic to devise br Many grinning properties. br Players there will be, and those br Base in action as in clothes; br Yet with strutting they will please br The incurious villages. br Near the dying of the day br There will be a cudgel-play, br Where a coxcomb will be broke, br Ere a good word can be spoke: br But the anger ends all here, br Drench'd in ale, or drown'd in beer. br --Happy rusticks! best content br With the cheapest merriment; br And possess no other fear, br Than to want the Wake next year.