Herrick for Twelfth Night

David Teniers the Younger, On Twelfth Night (1640)

Now, now the mirth comes,

With the cake full of plums,

Where Bean’s the king of the sport here;

Besides we must know,

The pea also

Must revel, as queen, in the court here.

Begin then to choose,

This night as ye use,

Who shall for the present delight here,

Be a king by the lot,

And who shall not

Be Twelfth-day queen for the night here.

Which known, let us make

Joy-sops with the cake;

and let not a man then be seen here,

Who, unurg’d, will not drink,

To the base from the brink,

A health to the king and queen here.

Next crown the bowl full

With the gentle lamb’s-wool

Add sugar, nutmeg, and ginger,

With store of ale too;

And thus ye must do

To make the wassail a swinger.

Give then to the king

And queen wassailing;

And, though with ale ye be wet here,

Yet part ye from hence

As free from offense,

As when ye innocent met here.

–Robert Herrick, Now, Now the Mirth Comes (1660)

Happy Twelfth Night. Enjoy Your Revels. And listen, on the way to them, to Andreas Scholl singing John Dowland’s “I Saw My Lady Weepe” from the Second Booke of Songs or Ayres (1600)