Another takes the loafe, whom all the rest do follow here, And round about the house they go, with torch or taper clere, That neither bread nor meat do want, nor witch with dreadful charme Have powre to hurt their children, or to do their cattell harme. There are, that three nightes onely do perfourme this foolish geare, To this intent, and thinke themselves in safetie all the yeare. To Christ dare none commit himselfe. And in these dayes beside, They iudge what weather all the yeare shall happen and betide: Ascribing to ech day a month. And, at this present time, The youth in every place doe flocke, and all appareld fine, With Pypars through the streetes they runne, and sing at every dore, In commendation of the man, rewarded well therefore: Which on themselves they do bestowe, or on the Church, as though The people were not plagude with Roges and begging Fryers enough. There Cities are, where boyes and gyrles togither still do runne, About the streete with like, as soone as night beginnes to come, And bring abrode their wassell bowles, who well rewarded bee, With Cakes and Cheese, and great good cheare, and money plentiouslie. [Footnote 93: Bugbears, goblins.] The above gives us Twelfth day customs in the sixteenth century. Herrick tells us how it was celebrated a hundred years later, when they had added a queen to the festivities, as they had, previously, given a consort to the Lord of Misrule. _Twelfe night, or_ King _and_ Queene. Now, now the mirth comes With the cake full of plums, Where Beane's the _King_ of the sport here; Besides, we must know The Pea also Must revell, as _Queene_, in the Court here. Begin, then, to chuse (This night, as ye use), Who shall for the present delight here, Be a _King_ by the lot, And who shall not Be Twelfe-day _Queene_ for the night here. Which knowne, let us make Joy-sops with the cake; And let not a man then be seen here Who un-urg'd will not drinke To the base, from the brink, A health to the _King_ and the _Queene_ here. Next, crowne the bowle full With gentle lamb's-wooll; Adde sugar, nutmeg, and ginger, With store of ale too; And thus ye must doe To make the wassaile a swinger. Give then to the _King_ And _Queene_ wassailing; And though, with ale, ye be whet here, Yet part ye from hence As free from offence As when ye innocent met here.