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 From beer to wine I aſcended.

By a ſeries of juſt gradation;

Till my friends would me jog

With—“There’s a jolly dog

"Soon ſhall top with the beſt of the nation.”

With a blood then I got acquainted.

Who ſtraight prov’d wondrous handy:

For he taught me to ſwear

Like a grenadier,

And always drink rum or brandy.

Thus I to drams-betook me,

And wine I drank no longer:

Sometimes I threw in

Gunpowder to my gin,

To nuke the portion ſtronger.

But conſidering all things earthly,

That the ſpan of life ſo ſhort is:—

Whate’er you may think

I ſtill ſhall drink

Till I come to aqua-fortis.

Tol de rol, &c.