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A Health to All Good Fellowes
Sad melancholy will bring us folly,
And this is death's principal magnet, But this course I will take it never shall make,
Me look otherwise than an agent. And in more content my time shall be spent,
And I'll pay every man his right, Then, Hostesse, go fill, and stand not so still,
For he that made seven made eight.
At home I confesse, with my wife honest Besse,
I practise good husbandry well, I follow my calling, to keep me from falling ;
My neighbours about me that dwell. Will praise me at large for maintaining my charge,
But when I to drinking incline I scorn for to shrinke, go fetch us more drinks,
For he that made eight made nine.
Then while we are here, we'll drink Ale and Beer,
And freely our money we'll spend Let no man take care for paying his share,
If need be I'll pay for my friend. Then, Hostesse, make haste, and let no time waste,
You're welcome all, kind Gentlemen, Never fear to carouse, while there's beer in the house,
For he that made nine made ten.
Then, Hostesse, be quicker, and bring us more liquor,
And let no attendance be missing, I cannot content me, to see the pot empty,
A full cup is well worth the kissing.
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