As summer makes its exit, it’s still possible to enjoy the lusty energy of this madrigal maypole dance
Strike it up, Tabor
Strike it up, Tabor,
And pipe us a favour!
Thou shalt be well-paid for thy labour.
I mean to spend my shoe-sole
To dance about the may-pole!
I will be blithe and brisk,
Leap and skip,
Hop and trip,
Turn about
In the rout,
Until the weary joints can scarce frisk!
