Phariseeland

To Phar'seeland we welcome thee

And bid thee stay awhile

Drink deeply of our dewsap wine

And eat thy fill; and smile

For all be merry hereabout

And all are quite content

To rest forever in this bow'r

In constant merriment

In Phar'seeland we greet the day

And dance for coming night

Our lanterns fill th'encroaching gloom

With warmth, sweetnesse and light

And Jack O'Sand shall bless thine eyes

And turn each wilfull heart

For here thou shalt be safe erelong

To live thy days apart

Thou wouldst not sadden such a glade?

Or shun so sweet a friend?

No, stay! O stay! Bid not birkir

But name this journey's end.

To Phar'seeland we welcome thee

And bid thee rest a time

And feast with us, we pharisees

And drink our dewsap wine.