Early to bed

‘Tis quaintly reviving

But illegal for peasants.

Now get back to scything!

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Early to rise,

‘Tis requir’d by Charter.

Thou takes to the fields

And The King takes thy doghter.

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Ne’er to slumber,

Who cares if thou sleeps?

Thy bodie is nought

But a tool for thy liege.