Performed hath the sun his arc diurn, 2883 No longer may the body of him sojourn On the horizon, in that latitude: Night with his mantle, that is dark and rude, Gan overspread the hemisphere about: For which departed is this lusty rout 2884 From January, with thank on every side. Home to their houses lustily they ride, Where as they do their thingës as them lest, And when they see their time they go to rest. Soon after that this hasty 2885 Januáry Will go to bed, he will no longer tarry. He drankë hippocras, clarre, 2886 and vernage 2887 Of spices hot, to increase his couráge; And many a lectuary had he full fine, Such as the cursed monk Dan Constantine 2888