‘KING OBREON, seeing Robin Good-fellow doe so many honest and merry trickes, called him one night out of his bed with these words, saying :
Robin, my sonne, come quickly, rise : First stretch, then yawne, and rub your eyes ; For thou must goe with me to night, To see, and taste of my delight. Quickly come, my wanton sonne ; Twere time our sports were now begunne.
Robin, hearing this, rose and went to him. There were with King Obreon a many fayries, all attyred in greene silke: all these, with King Obreon, did welcome Robin Good-fellow into their company. Obreon tooke Robin by the hand and led him a dance : their musician was little Tom Thumb ; for hee had an excellent bag-pipe made of a wrens quill, and the skin of a Green-land louse: this pipe was so shrill, and so sweete, that a Scottish pipe compared to it, it would no more come neere it, then a Jewes-trump doth to an Irish harpe.
After they had danced, King Obreon spake to his sonne, Robin Good-fellow, in this manner :
When ere you heare my piper blow, From thy bed see that thou goe ; For nightly you must with us dance, When we in circles round doe prance. I love thee, sonne, and by the hand I carry thee to Fairy Land, Where thou shalt see what no man knowes: Such love thee King Obreon owes.
So marched they in good manner (with their piper before) to the Fairy Land: there did King Obreon shew Robin Good-fellow many secrets, which hee never did open to the world.’
— “How King Obreon called Robin Good-Fellow to dance”, Anonymous, Robin Good-Fellow, his mad prankes and merry iests (1639).
[FULL TEXT] 1841 reprint, no priapic satyrs unfortunately (via archive.org). Above image from original text in Folger Shakespeare Library (via EEBO)