"Tradition means giving a vote to most obscure of all classes, our ancestors. It is the...
To shorten winter's sadness See where the nymphs with gladness Disguised all are coming, Right wantonly a mumming.
Whilst youthful sports are lasting, To feasting turn our fasting; With revels and with wassails Make grief and care our vasals.
For youth it well beseemeth That pleasure he esteemeth; And sullen age is hated That mirth would have abated.
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