An Ode on Twelfth Day. In Imitation of an Ode on New Year’s-Day.
Past Two o’Clock, and a frosty Morning.
Recitativo.
Once more the Bell-man bids us wake,
With Prophesy of Ale and Cake;
Tells us before we sleep again,
Tom shall be King, and Nancy Queen,
While good Sir Knight a Knave appears,
And Madam the Slut’s Ensign wears.
Such Kings and Queens should Colly sing,