Catches, canons and drinking songs
There’s an odd sort of liquor new come from Hamborough,
’twill stitch a whole wapentake thorough and thorough,
’tis yellow, and likewise as bitter as gall,
as strong as six horses, coach and all,
as I told you, ’twill make you as drunk as a drum,
you’d fain know the name on’t, but for that my friend, mum.