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S118283 10 UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN Dulcina Dulcina Dulcina the same tune Dulcina The Same Tune FRom Oberon in Fairy Land / the King of Ghosts and shadowes there, VVHen house or harth doth sluttish lie, / I pinch the Maids there blacke & blew, ho, ho, ho ho, ho, ho. Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 230 1: 231 The mad-merry prankes of Robbin Good-fellow. The mad-merry prankes of Robbin Good-fellow. The mad merry pranks of Robin Goodfellow. 1601-1601 H.G.

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FRom Oberon in Fairy Land the King of Ghosts and shadowes there, Mad Robbin I at his command, am sent to view the night-sports here. What revell rout Is kept about In every corner where I goe, I will ore see, And merry be, And make good sport with ho ho ho. More swift then lightning can I flye, and round about this ayrie welkin soone, And in a minutes space descry each thing thats done beneath the Moone: Theres not a Hag Nor Ghost shall wag, Nor cry Goblin where I do goe, But Robin I Their feats will spye And feare them home with ho ho ho. If any wanderers I meet that from their night sports doe trudge home With counterfeiting voyce I greet, and cause them on with me to roame Through woods, through lakes, Through bdgs, through brakes Ore bush and brier with them I goe, I call upon Them to come on, And wend me laughing ho ho ho.
Sometimes I meet them like a man, sometimes an oxe, sometimes a hound, And to a horse I turne me can, to trip and trot about them round. But if to ride My backe they stride, More swift then winde away I goe, Ore hedge and lands, Through pooles and ponds, I whirry laughing ho ho ho. When Ladds and Lasses merry be, With possets and with junkets fine, Unseene of all the Company, I eate their cates and sip their wine: and to make sport, I fart and snort, And out the candles I doe blow, The maids I kisse, They shrieke whos this I answer nought but ho ho ho. Yet now and then the maids to please, I card at midnight up their wooll: And while they sleep, snort, fart, and fease, with wheele to threds their flaxe I pull: I grind at Mill Their Malt up still, I dresse their hemp, I spin their towe If any wake, And would me take, I wend me laughing ho ho ho.
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WHen house or harth doth sluttish lie, I pinch the Maids there blacke & blew, And from the bed the bed-cloathes I pull off, and lay them naked to view: twixt sleepe, and wake I doe them take And on the key cold floore them throw, If out they cry Then forth flye I, And loudly laugh I ho ho ho. When any need to borrow ought, we lend them what they doe require, And for the use demaund we nought, our owne is all we doe desire: If to repay They doe delay Abroad amongst them then I goe, And night by night I them affright With pinching, dreames, and ho ho ho. When lazie queanes have naught to doe, but study how to cogge and lie, To make debate and mischiefe too twixt one another secretly: I marke their glose And doe disclose To them that they had wronged so, When I have done I get me gone And leave them scolding ho ho ho. When men doe traps and engins set in loope-holes where the vermine creepe,
That from their foulds and houses set their ducks and geese, their lambs and sheepe, I spy the gin And enter in, And seemes a vermin taken so But when they there approach me neare I leape out laughing ho ho ho. By Wels and Gils in medowes greene we nightly dance our heyday guise, And to our fairy king and queene wee chant our Moone-light harmonies When larkes gin sing Away we fling And babes new borne steale as we goe, An elfe in bed We leave in stead, And wend us laughing ho ho ho. From Hag-bred Merlins time have I thus nightly reveld to and fro: And for my pranks men call me by the name of Robin Good-fellow: Fiends, ghosts, and sprites That haunt the nights, The Hags and Goblins doe me know, And Beldams old My feats have told, So Vale, Vale, ho ho ho.
FINIS. London, Printed for H.G.