Your Hay it is Mow'd, and Your Corn is Reaped
Your Hay it is Mow'd, and Your Corn is Reaped
Original Text
John Dryden, King Arthur; or, The British Worthy (London: J. Tonson, 1691). D-10 2918 Fisher Rare Book Library
2Your barns will be full, and your hovels heap'd:
3 Come, my boys, come;
4 Come, my boys, come;
5And merrily roar out Harvest Home.
CHORUS
Come, my boys, come;Come, my boys, come;
MAN
6 We ha' cheated the parson, we'll cheat him agen,7For why should a blockhead ha' one in ten?
8 One in ten,
9 One in ten,
10For why should a blockhead ha' one in ten?
11 For prating so long like a book-learn'd sot,
12Till pudding and dumplin burn to pot,
13 Burn to pot,
14 Burn to pot,
15Till pudding and dumplin burn to pot.
CHORUS
Burn to pot,Burn to pot,
Till pudding and dumplin burn to pot.
We'll toss off our ale till we canno' stand,
And Hoigh for the honour of Old England:
Old England,
Old England,
And Hoigh for the honour of Old England.
CHORUS
Old England,Old England,
And Hoigh for the honour of Old England.
Notes
1] The harvest song from King Arthur, Act IV, scene i. Back to Line
5] one in ten: the reference is to tithes, a tax of ten per cent on the products of the land for the support of the established church. Back to Line
Publication Start Year
1691
RPO poem Editors
N. J. Endicott
RPO Edition
2RP 1.482.