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A Tankard of Ale
COME, LANDLORD, FILL A FLOWING BOWL1
Come, landlord, fill a flowing bowl, until it does run over ; To-night we all will merry be, To-morrow we'll get sober.
He that drinks strong beer and goes to bed mellow, Lives as he ought to live, and dies a hearty fellow.
Punch cures the gout, the cholic and the tisic? And is to all men the very best of physic.
He that drinks small beer, and goes to bed sober, Falls as the leaves do that die in October.
He that drinks strong beer and goes to bed mellow, Lives as he ought to live, and dies a happy fellow.
He that courts a pretty girl, and courts her for her
pleasure, Is a fool to marry her without a store of treasure.
Now let us dance and sing, and drive away all sorrow For perhaps we may not meet again to-morrow.
1 From a Broadsheet in the British Museum. Circa, 1750.
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