Partly worke and partly play Ye must on S. Distaffs day: From the Plough soone free your teame; Then come home and fother them. If the Maides a spinning goe, Burne the flax, and fire the tow: Scorch their plackets, but beware That ye singe no maiden-haire. Bring in pailes of water then, Let the Maides bewash the men. Give S. Distaffe all the right, Then bid Christmas sport good-night; And next morrow, every one To his owne vocation. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GETTING A PURCHASE by KAREN SWENSON THE CHILTERNS by RUPERT BROOKE A GIRL'S GARDEN by ROBERT FROST THE CITY DEAD-HOUSE by WALT WHITMAN ASTRAEA by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE FROGS: THE RIVAL POETS by ARISTOPHANES |