Catches, canons and drinking songs
Wine Wine in a Morning makes us frollick and gay that like Eagles we soar in the Pride of the Day Gouty Sots in the NIght only find a decay Tis the Sun ripes the Grape and to drinking gives light we imitate him when by Noon we're at height they steal Wine who take it when he's out of Sight Boy fill all the Glasses fill 'em up now he shines the higher he rises the more he refines but Wine and Wit palls as their Maker declines