Bryng us in no bacon, for that is passyng fate, But bryng us in good ale, and give us i-nough of that. But bryng us in, etc. {231} Bryng us in no mutton, for that is often lene, Nor bryng us in no trypes, for they be syldom clene. But bryng us in, etc. Bryng us in no eggys, for ther ar many shelles, But bryng us in good ale, and give us nothing ellys. But bryng us in, etc. Bryng us in no butter, for therin are many herys, Nor bryng us in no pygge’s flesch, for that will make us borys. But bryng us in, etc. Bryng us in no podynges, for therein is al Gode’s good, Nor bryng us in no venesen, for that is not for our blod. But bryng us in, etc. Bryng us in no capon’s flesch for that is ofte der, Nor bryng us in no doke’s flesch for thei slober in mer (mire). But bryng us in good ale, and bryng us in good ale, For our blyssyd lady sak, bryng us in good ale. [Illustration] {232} [Illustration] CHAPTER IX. Sir Toby.—“Dost thou think because thou art virtuous there shall be no more cakes and ale?” Clown.—“Yes, by Saint Anne; and ginger shall be hot i’ the mouth too.” _Twelfth Night._ Act ii. Sc. 3. England was Merry England then, Old Christmas brought his sports again, ’Twas Christmas broached the mightiest ale, ’Twas Christmas told the merriest tale; A Christmas gambol oft would cheer A poor man’s heart through half the year. _Marmion._ _ANCIENT MERRY-MAKINGS, FEASTS AND CEREMONIES PECULIAR TO CERTAIN SEASONS, AT WHICH ALE WAS THE PRINCIPAL DRINK. — HARVEST HOME, SHEEP SHEARING, AND OTHER SONGS._