For she'd eat more Barly-bread,
Then he knew how to give her:
We'll all sup together, we'll all sup, &c.
We'll make no more Beds than one,
'Till Jove sends warmer Weather.
We'll all lig together, we'll all lig together,
We'll make no more Beds than one,
'Till Jove sends warmer Weather.
We'll put the Sheep's-head in the Pot,
The Wool and the Horns together;