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L E A V E off your fooliſh pratting,

Talk no more of Whig and Tory,

But drink your glaſs round let it paſs,

The bottle ſtands before ye,

Fill it up to the top,

Let the night with mirth be crown'd,

Drink about, ſee it out,

Love and friendſhip ſtill go round.

If claret be a bleſſing,

This night devote to pleaſure;

Let worldly cares, and ſtate affairs,

Be thought on at more leiſure;

Fill it up to the top,

Let the night with joy be crown'd,

Drink about, ſee it out,

Love and friendſhip ſtill go round.

If any is ſo zealous,

To be a party-minion,

Let him drink like me, we'll ſoon agree,

And be of one opinion:

Fill your glaſs, name your laſs,

See her health go ſweetly round,

Drink about, ſee it out,

Let the night with joy be crown'd.