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The second part, To the same tune. (Book 2)
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WE scorn to spend mony on queanes,
though sometimes we hunt the fox,
For he that so wasteth his means,
at last will be paid with a p —
No surgeon nor any Physitian,
for mony their aid shall lend vs,
When drinking hath chang'd our condi∣tion
a hair o'th old dog will mend vs.
Grim sorrow can neuer wound vs,
which maketh curmudgeans to smart,
Tush, we have, and shall have abundance,
Come fill us the tother odd quart.
Tis better far to be poore,
and haue a contented mind,
Then to haue abundance of store,
and with it no rest can find:
The couetous man is not rich,
he neuer is satisfide,
His mony doth him bewitch,
he thinks vpon nothing beside:
Such puddles shall neuer drowne vs,
wéel be well content with our part,
Tush, we have &c.
Some idle companions there be,
that rather then they will worke,
Upon such good fellows as we,
the Rascals will liue by the shirk,
At last they are tane in the nick,
(for cheating can nere come to good)
And then they are taught a fine trick,
to look through a peece of wood:
And oftentimes when they are found thus
with pain they do follow the cart
Tush, we have &c.
He that hath a generous mind,
will take any laudable course,
What fortune to him hath assignd,
he takes it for better for worse:
And to recreate his senses,
when labour hath tane off the edge,
They weigh not a little expences.
each other like us they will pledge.
Let our hearts be true and sound ones,
tho fortune our meanings doth thwart,
Tush, we have, &c.
Such merry vaga••ies wéel play,
when liquor hath captiv'd our wits,
We thinke not how hard the next day
we must work for these mad mery fits:
Yet wéel neyther quarrell nor chide,
as fools in these humours do use,
Such folly wée cannot abide,
if any way we can chuse.
And if any man séek to wrong us,
wéel one take anothers part.
Tush we have, &c.
But amongst all our mery cheare,
- twere pity of all our lives,
If all the while wée are here,
wée neglect to drink to our wives.
Faith that was remembred well,
tis better at last then never,
Though my share doe the rest excell,
it shall go about howsoever.
Now left too much liquor shold drown us
let's know what's oth score & depart,
Tush we have, and shall have abundance,
come give us the other odd quart.
FINIS.