|
|
||
|
I am the Jolly Prince of Drinkers
I've heard that a fop who'd toss a full tankard
Crowned himself the prince of sots; But hang such silly idle drunkards,
Snatch their flagons, break their pots; My friend and I did join For a cellar full of wine,
And locked the vintner out of door. One morning at the tap, There we drank it every drop,
And eagerly ranged about for more. |
||
|
|
||
|
My friend to me did make a motion,
" Must we part, and with dry lips ? " Oh, then we went unto the ocean,
Where we did meet a fleet of ships. Their lading it was wine, And that most superfine ;
Their burden was ten hundred ton. We drank it all at sea, Long before we came to quay,
And the merchants did swear they were undone. |
||
|
|
||
|
And then we went to the Canaries, Hoping to find a better touch ;
And there we did meet with Portuguese, Likewise the Spaniards and the Dutch.
'Twas near the river Rhine.
We drank up all the wine,
47 |
||
|
|
||