And after, his good wife
Our spicéd bowl will try;
The Lord prolong your life!
Good fortune we espy
For our wassail.
Some bounty from your hands
Our wassail to maintain;
We'll buy no house nor lands
With that which we do gain
With our wassail.
This is our merry night
Of choosing king and queen;
Then be it your delight
That something may be seen
In our wassail.
It is a noble part
To bear a liberal mind;
God bless our master's heart!
For here we comfort find
With our wassail.
And now we must be gone
To seek out more good cheer,
Where bounty will be shown
As we have found it here
With our wassail.
Much joy betide them all,
Our prayer shall be still,
We hope and ever shall
For this your great good-will
To our wassail.
FROM DOOR TO DOOR.
Here we come a wassailing
Among the leaves so green,
Here we come a wand'ring,
So fair to be seen.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too,
And God bless you and send you a happy New Year.