An antidote against melancholy: made up in pills. Compounded of witty ballads, jovial songs, and merry catches.
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An antidote against melancholy: made up in pills. Compounded of witty ballads, jovial songs, and merry catches.
Author
J. P.
Publication
London :: printed for John Playford at his shop in the Temple,
1669.
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Subject terms
English wit and humor
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"An antidote against melancholy: made up in pills. Compounded of witty ballads, jovial songs, and merry catches." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A82147.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 1, 2024.
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A Glee in praise of Sack.
Verse.
SAck is the Prince of Wines,The Quintessence of Liquor,The Brain it Purges and Refines,And makes the Wit the quicker.
Chorus.
Then let us laugh, let us sing and quaff,Let us toss the Pot and be merry;Let us all bear a part, to drink quart after quartOf this same delicate Sherry.
Verse.
Should Jove come down to menAnd tast this Sack, he'd think,Nay swear by Styx 'twere better thanThe Wine the Gods do drink.
Chorus.
Then let us laugh, let us sing and quaff,Let us toss the Pot and be merry;Let us all bare a part, to drink quart after quartOf this same delicate Sherry.
Verse.
If a man have but this,He shall no Musick lack;No Musick to a Sack But is,Or to a But of Sack.
Chorus.
Then let us laugh, let us sing and quaff,Let us toss the Pot and be merry;Let us all bear a part, to drink quart after quartOf this same delicate Sherry.
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