Catches, canons and drinking songs
Come Iack drink, drink, drink, drink about, take it off with a grace, no Rubie compares wth. a Carbuncle Face, no Sipping nor Spitting, no Sipping nor Spitting like a squeamish young Bride take a Pint that's a brimmer and away the next Tide, then ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring for ye Drawer, rouse the Rogue from his sleep, 'tis a folly to stir now whilst day light doth peep.