Catches, canons and drinking songs
to your rude health,
Item: In Praise of brisk Claret
Song: Full bags, a brisk bottle, and a beautiful face,...
Full Bags, a brisk Bottle, & a beautiful Face, are ye three greatest Blessings poor Mortals embrace, but alass! we grove Muckworms if Bags do but fill, and a bonny gay Dame often ends in a Pill: Then hey for brisk Claret, whose Pleasures ne'er waste, by a Bumper we're rich, & by two we are chast.
