But ho! ho! ho! old Simon doth know,
Where many a flask of his best doth go.
But ho! ho! ho! old Simon doth know,
Where many a flask of his best doth go.
Old Simon reclines in his high-back’d chair,
And oft talks about taking a wife;
And Margery is often heard to declare:
“She ought to be settled in life!”
“She ought to be settled in life!”
But Margery has (so the maids say) a tongue,