Catches, canons and drinking songs
to your rude health,
Item: On a Puritan Drunk
Song: What, Aaron drunk? ’tis a profane mistake, sad...
What Aaron drunk! 'tis a prophane mistake, sad Times, sad Times! Devotion Drunkenness to make! sad Times! Devotion Drunkenness to make!
Ay sure he reels! Poor Man. he reads all day; he studies hard and scarce can see his way, he studies hard, and scarce can see his way.
Poor Man! poor Man! But see he spews, what matter, what matter's that to thee? But see he spews, 'tis but a plentiful delivery.
Thus for each Crime, the Friends will find Excuse, but Woe to him whom they're dispos'd t'abuse. Thus for each Crime, the Friends will find Excuse, but Woe to him, Woe to him whom they're dispos'd t'abuse, but Woe to him whom they're dispos'd t'abuse.
