"Sillabub" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... his son he hath send me a letter, Promising hereafter to be to us better, And you, and I with my great club, Must walk to him, and eat a sillabub; And we shall make merry, And sing tyrl on the bery, With Simkin Sydn'am Sumn'nor That killed a cat at Cumnor; There the trifling taborer, troubler of Tunis, Will pick Peter Pie-baker a pennyworth of prunes; Nichol Nevergood a net and a nightcap ...
— A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume I. • R. Dodsley |
