And mo the merier is a Prouerbe eke.
[The more the merrier.]

And mo the merier is a Prouerbe eke.
[The more the merrier.]

Go then merrily to Heaven.

Go then merrily to Heaven.

I am not merry; but I do beguile
The thing I am by seeming otherwise.

I am not merry; but I do beguile
The thing I am by seeming otherwise.

Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure
The table round.

Be large in mirth; anon we'll drink a measure
The table round.

What should a man do but be merry? For look you how cheerfully
my mother looks, and my father read more

What should a man do but be merry? For look you how cheerfully
my mother looks, and my father died within's two hours.

So the gods bless me,
When all our offices have been oppressed
With riotous feeders, when our read more

So the gods bless me,
When all our offices have been oppressed
With riotous feeders, when our vaults have wept
With drunken spilth of wine, when every room
Hath blazed with lights and brayed with minstrelsy,
I have retired me to a wasteful cock
And set mine eyes at flow.

Berowne they call him; but a merrier man,
Within the limit of becoming mirth,
I never spent read more

Berowne they call him; but a merrier man,
Within the limit of becoming mirth,
I never spent an hour's talk withal.

We never valued this poor seat of England,
And therefore, living hence, did give ourself
To barbarous read more

We never valued this poor seat of England,
And therefore, living hence, did give ourself
To barbarous license; as 'tis ever common
That men are merriest when they are from home.

The glad circle round them yield their souls
To festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall.

The glad circle round them yield their souls
To festive mirth, and wit that knows no gall.