So nimbly we do passe,
The young and tender stalk
Ne’er bends when we do walk;
Yet in the morning may be seene
Where we the night before have beene.
Anonymous, about the year 1600.
THE MERRY PRANKS OF ROBIN GOOD-FELLOW.
From Oberon, in fairy land,
The king of ghosts and shadowes there,
Mad Robin, I, at his command,