A New collections of songs and poems by Thomas D'Urfey ...
D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723.
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A Song in Madam Fickle.

HAppy is the Man that takes delight
In Banqueting his senses,
That drinks all Day, and then at Night
The height of joy commences:
With Bottles arm'd we stand our ground,
Full Bumpers crown our Blisses,
Then Roar and Sing the streets around
In serenading Misses.
By blessings free and unconfin'd,
We prove without reproaches;
There's no bliss like a frolick mind,
Or pleasures like Deboaches:
Whilst rambling thus new joys we reap,
In charms of Love and Drinking;
Insipid Fops lye drown'd in sleep,
And the Cuckold he lies thinking.