Catches, canons and drinking songs
The Macedon Youth left behind him this Truth, that nothing was done with much thinking: He drank, & he fought, & he got what he sought, & ye World was his own by fair drinking: He wash'd his great Soul, in a plentiful Bowl, he cast away Trouble & Sorrow: his Mind did not run, of what was to be done, for he thought of to Day, not to Morrow.