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 3 THE LIFE OF A JOLLY TOPPER.

AM a young fellow that likes to be mellow, to drink and be merry is all my delight, often set tipsy with excellent whisky, with jovial companions from morn to night.

never take pleasure in hoarding of treasure, the sight of a miser I cannot endure, Who always is gripping, both sharping and biting and laying out schemes how to plunder the poor.

A niggardly miser who doats on his treasure, the fruit of his labour he seldom enjoys; His heirs they ate waiting to spend it in pleasure, and scarce will afford him a shirt when he dies.

His belly's complaining for want of sustenance, his bones are decriped with hunger and cold, instead of good liquor, he's still drinking water, and takes no delight in a flourishing bowl.

To quarrel for riches is but a mere folly, therefore l ne’er will seek worldly store; If I get a sip for to cure me ancholy, let me have that; desire no more.

With nothing to vox me, no are to perplex me, O may I have this, comented am ; Tho' others may blame me, they never can shar me, I think it no treason to drink when I‘m dry.

I pray set me down at the heal of the table,