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Long cold nights - the frost is over now

from To Shorten Winter's Sadness by Passamezzo

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The Thames uncased, or the Watermen's song upon the Thaw.
To the tune of “hey, boys, up go we”
Come ye merry men all of Watermen’s Hall
Let’s hoist our boats and careen;
The Thames it does melt, and the colde is scarce felt,
Not an icicle's now to be seen
Let's pull down each scull that hung up in hall,
Like weapon so rusty, and row;
Let's cheerly fall to 't if we have not forgot;
For the frost is over now.
Let's set up our masts that stood like posts,
As props to our tents on the Thames;
Or signe-posts made with an ancient display'd,
While our oars were the great cross-beams.
Let's hoist up our sail that was a side wall,
To hide Doll when with brandy she 'd glow ;
Or a roof compos'd, you might else have been froz'd,
Though the frost be over now.
The town too's gone that they waited on,
And the people flock'd to see,
It fled in one night quite out of our sight,
As the castles enchanted that be;
While country squire, whom journey might tire,
With wat'ry eyes cannot view
The street, a long way that he came to survey ;
For the frost is over now.
Not a horn can he buy, nor an earthenware toy,
His wife or his children to cheer;
Since Isis does turn her watery urn,
All the pitchers are march'd off here ;
Nay, on the Thames wide, there remains not a slide
On which he may whisk to and fro ;
He returns as he came, to his country dame;
For the frost is over now.
Let's tune our throats to our usual notes,
Of Twickenham, Richmond, hey !
Sir, sculler, sir? Oars, sir? Loudly roar, sir;
Here's Dick, sir, you won't pass him by.
Instead of good ale, and brandy wine stale,
Let's cry out, Westward, hoe!
Shall we Mortlake make, or for Brainford tack?
For the frost is over now

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from To Shorten Winter's Sadness, released November 17, 2020

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Passamezzo London, UK

London based early music ensemble specialising in English 16th and 17th repertoire.

Early modern music, song, ballads, theatre & dance. Viols, lute, voices, violin, recorders, harp. Christmas, Elizabethan, Tudors, Stuarts

Part of the intercultural project 'Shore to Shore', working with Moroccan Sufi musicians, Ensemble Mogador. ... more

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