nfess, for Curriers Hall; but because
the weather has been open, and the Livery were not at leisure to see
it till a frost came, that they cannot work, I thought it convenient,
with some little alterations, and the groom of the revels' hand to 't,
to fit it for a higher place; which I have done, and though I say it,
another manner of device than your New-Year's-night. Bones o' bread,
the king! (_seeing King James._) Son Rowland! Son Clem! be ready there
in a trice: quick, boys!

_Enter his Sons and Daughters, (ten in number,) led in, in a string,
by Cupid, who is attired in a flat cap, and a prentice's coat, with
wings at his shoulders._

MISRULE, _in a velvet cap, with a sprig, a short cloak, great yellow
ruff, like a reveller, his torch-bearer bearing a rope, a cheese,
and a basket._

CAROL, _a long tawny coat, with a red cap, and a flute at his
girdle, his torch-bearer carrying a song-book open._

MINCED-PIE, _like a fine cook's wife, drest neat; her man carrying a
pie, dish, and spoons._

GAMBOL, _like a tumbler, with a hoop and bells; his torch-bearer
armed with a colt-staff, and a binding cloth._

POST AND PAIR, _with a pair-royal of aces in his hat; his garment
all done over with pairs and purs; his squire carrying a box, cards,
and counters._

NEW-YEAR'S-GIFT, _in a blue coat, serving-man like, with an orange,
and a sprig of rosemary gilt on his head, his hat full of brooches,
with a collar of ginger-bread, his torch-bearer carrying a
march-pane with a bottle of wine on either arm._

MUMMING, _in a masquing pied suit, with a vizard, his torch-bearer
carrying the box, and ringing it._

WASSEL, _like a neat sempster and songster; her page bearing a brown
bowl, drest with ribands, and rosemary before her._

OFFERING, _in a short gown, with a porter's staff in his hand, a
wyth born before him, and a bason, by his torch-bearer._

BABY-CAKE, _drest like a boy, in a fine long coat, biggin-bib,
muckender, and a little dagger; his usher bearing a great cake, with
a bean and a pease._

_They enter singing._

Now God preserve, as you do well deserve,
Your majesties all, two there;
Your highness small, with my good lords all,
And ladies, how do you do there?

Give me leave to ask, for I bring you a masque
From little, little, little London;
Which say the king likes, I have passed the pikes,
If not, old Christmas is undone.