God bless the master of this house With happiness beside; Where e’er his body rides or walks, Lord Jesus be his guide. 7. God bless your house, your children too, Your cattle and your store; The Lord increase you day by day, And give you more and more. [Illustration] As I sat on a Sunny Bank [Illustration] [Music] 1. As I sat on a sunny bank, A sunny bank, a sunny bank; As I sat on a sunny bank, On Christmas Day in the morning, 2. I spied three ships come sailing by, Come sailing by, come sailing by, I spied three ships come sailing by, On Christmas Day in the morning. 3. And who should be with these three ships, With these three ships, with these three ships, And who should be with these three ships, But Joseph and his fair lady. 4. Oh, he did whistle and she did sing, And all the bells on earth did ring For joy, that our Saviour He was born On Christmas Day in the morning. [Illustration] Pace-Egging[A] Song [Illustration] [Music: AN EASTER CAROL, AS SUNG FORMERLY ABOUT MIDDLETON, WESTMORLAND.] 1. Oh, here come we jolly boys, all of one mind, We’ve come a-pace-egging, I hope you’ll prove kind. I hope you’ll prove kind with your eggs and good cheer; We’ll no more come nigh you until the next year. Fol de diddle dum, Fol de day! Fol de diddle di dum day! 2. The first that comes in is Lord Nelson, you see, He’s a valiant old laddie in every degree; He’s a valiant old lad, and he wears a pigtail, And all his delight is in drinking mulled ale. Fol de diddle dum, etc. 3. The next that comes in is a jolly Jack Tar, He sailed with Lord Nelson a-during last war; He’s arrived from the sea old England to view, And he’s come the pace-egging with us jolly crew. Fol de diddle dum, etc. 4. The next that comes in is a soldier, you see, He’s a bunch of blue ribbons right down to his knee, He’s a star on his breast like silver does shine, I hope you’ll remember it’s pace-egging time. Fol de diddle dum, etc. 5. The last that comes in is old Nan with her bags, For sake of her money she wears but old rags; She’s gold and she’s silver and money in store, She’s come along with us in hopes to get more. Fol de diddle dum, etc. 6. Ladies and gentlemen that sit by the fire, Put your hand in your pocket, that’s all our desire; Put your hand in your pocket and pull out your purse, And give us a trifle, you’ll not be much worse. Fol de diddle dum, etc. [Footnote A: Pace = Pâques = Easter.] _The singers of this and similar “Easter Egg” songs are usually dressed up roughly to represent the characters referred to in the verses._ [Illustration] [Illustration] [Illustration] I’ve been Rambling all the Night