banish all sorrow, and sing 'till to...mor.row, and banish all. sorrow, and sing 'till tomorrow, and Oh! suppress that magic sound, Peace Chloris, peace, or singing die, To Heaven may go: For all we know Of what the blessed do above Is, that they sing, and that they love. Pisc. Well remembered, Brother Peter, these verses came seasonably, and we thank you heartily. Come, we will all join together, my Host and all, and sing my Scholar's Catch over again, and then each man drink the tother cup and to bed, and thank God we have a dry house over our heads. Pisc. Well now, Good Night to every body. VEN. And so say I. I. COR. Good Night to you all, and I thank you. PISC. Good Morrow, Brother Peter, and the like to you, honest Coridon: come, my Hostess says there is seven shillings to pay, let's each man drink a pot for his morning's draught, and lay down his two shillings, that so my Hostess may not have occasion to repent herself of being so diligent, and using us so kindly. PET. The motion is liked by every body, and so Hostess, here's your money; we Anglers are all |