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The Ex-Ale-tation of ALE.
NOt drunken, nor sober, but neighbour to both,
I met with a friend in Ales-bury Vale;
He saw by my face, that I was in the case
To speake no great harme of a Pot of good Ale.
Then did he me greet, and said, since we meet,
(And he put me in mind of the name of the Dale)
For Ales-bury's sake some paines I would take,
And not bury the praise of a Pot of good Ale.
The more to procure me, then he did adjure me
If the Ale I dranke last were nappy and stale,
To do it its right, and stir up my sprite,
And fall to commend a &c.
Quoth I, To commend it I dare not begin,
Lest therein my Credit might happen to faile;
For, many men now do count it a sin,
But once to look toward a &c.