Back, and with white-thorn laden home.

Some have dispatcht their cakes and creame,

Before that we have left to dreame:

And some have wept, and woo'd, and plighted troth,

And chose their priest, ere we can cast off sloth:

Many a green gown has been given;

Many a kisse, both odde and even:

Many a glance too has been sent

From out the eye, Love's firmament:

Many a jest told of the keyes betraying