SONG V.
THE PRANKS OF ROBIN GOOD-FELLOW.
From Oberon, in fairy-land, The king of ghosts and shadows there,Mad Robin I, at his command, Am sent to view the night-sports here; What revel-rout Is kept about In every corner where I go, I will o'ersee, And merry be, And make good sport, with ho, ho, ho!
More swift than lightning can I fly About this airy welkin soon,And, in a minutes space, descry Each thing that's done below the moon: There's not a hag, Nor ghost shall wag,
