Catches, canons and drinking songs

to your rude health,



If all true friends of good liquor now were here
to club strongly in behalf of, hey diddle ho, small beer,
it would all be too little the tiff to exalt,
and to make out in metre what it wants in malt,
the French call it little beer and we call it small,
and some sort of people never call for’t at all,
but I wish all those once at least for a warning,
much strong overnight and no small the next morning.

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