Full and by: Being a Collection of Verses by Persons of Quality in Praise of DrinkingDoubleday, Page, 1925 - 153ÆäÀÌÁö Verses by such authors as Hilaire Belloc, E.C. Bentley, William Blake, Robert Burns, Lord Byron, G.K. Chesterton, Oliver Goldsmith, Oliver Wendell Holmes, Samuel Johnson, Ben Jonson, John Keats, John Masefield, Christopher Morley, Sir Walter Scott, Richard Brinsley Sheridan, and William Makepeace Thackeray. |
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Being a Collection of Verses by Persons of Quality in Praise of Drinking Cameron Rogers. NOTHING LIKE GROG from ୭ THE LINNET . or FAVORITE COMPANION NEW YORK ༤༩ 1806 يد Parson Nick Ben And all of us swigged it ,
Being a Collection of Verses by Persons of Quality in Praise of Drinking Cameron Rogers. NOTHING LIKE GROG from ୭ THE LINNET . or FAVORITE COMPANION NEW YORK ༤༩ 1806 يد Parson Nick Ben And all of us swigged it ,
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Being a Collection of Verses by Persons of Quality in Praise of Drinking Cameron Rogers. Parson Nick Ben And all of us swigged it , And swore there was nothing like GROG ! Dick and I NOTHING LIKE GROG ' A plague on those musty old.
Being a Collection of Verses by Persons of Quality in Praise of Drinking Cameron Rogers. Parson Nick Ben And all of us swigged it , And swore there was nothing like GROG ! Dick and I NOTHING LIKE GROG ' A plague on those musty old.
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... swigged , and all of us swigged it , And swore there was nothing like grog . " Tother day as the chaplain was preaching , Behind him I curiously slunk , And while he our duty was teaching , As how we should never get drunk , " From ...
... swigged , and all of us swigged it , And swore there was nothing like grog . " Tother day as the chaplain was preaching , Behind him I curiously slunk , And while he our duty was teaching , As how we should never get drunk , " From ...
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... swigged , and Nick swigged , And Ben swigged , and Dick swigged , And I swigged , and all of us swigged it , And swore there was nothing like grog . Then trust me , there's nothing like drinking , So pleasant on this side the grave ; It ...
... swigged , and Nick swigged , And Ben swigged , and Dick swigged , And I swigged , and all of us swigged it , And swore there was nothing like grog . Then trust me , there's nothing like drinking , So pleasant on this side the grave ; It ...
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100 ÆäÀÌÁö - Mine hosf s sign-board flew away, Nobody knew whither, till An astrologer's old quill To a sheepskin gave the story, Said he saw you in your glory, Underneath a new-old sign Sipping beverage divine, And pledging with contented smack The Mermaid in the Zodiac.
105 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... I CANNOT eat but little meat, My stomach is not good ; But sure I think that I can drink With him that wears a hood.
146 ÆäÀÌÁö - The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks, and gapes for drink again, The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair. The sea itself, which one would think Should have but little need of drink, Drinks ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they oerflow the cup. The busy sun (and one would guess...
95 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'll wager the rascals a crown They always preach best with a skinful. But when you come down with your pence For a slice of their scurvy religion, I'll leave it to all men of sense, But you, my good friend, are the Pigeon. Toroddle, toroddle, toroll. Then come, put the jorum about, And let us be merry and clever ; Our hearts and our liquors are stout, Here's the Three Jolly Pigeons...
6 ÆäÀÌÁö - And then, of course, you know what's next, — it left the Dutchman's shore With those that in the Mayflower came, — a hundred souls and more, — Along with all the furniture, to fill their new abodes, — To judge by what is still on hand, at least a hundred loads.
106 ÆäÀÌÁö - Now let them drink till they nod and wink, Even as good fellows should do ; They shall not miss to have the bliss Good ale doth bring men to ; And all poor souls that have...
95 ÆäÀÌÁö - Let school-masters puzzle their brain With grammar, and nonsense, and learning; Good liquor, I stoutly maintain, Gives genius a better discerning.
93 ÆäÀÌÁö - Busy, curious, thirsty fly, Drink with me, and drink as I ; Freely welcome to my cup, Couldst thou sip and sip it up. Make the most of life you may ; Life is short, and wears away. " Both alike are mine and thine, Hastening quick to their decline ; Thine's a summer, mine no more, Though repeated to threescore ; Threescore summers, when they're gone, Will appear as short as one.
2 ÆäÀÌÁö - Says the old bold mate of Henry Morgan. Oh some are fond of dancing, and some are fond of dice, And some are all for red lips, and pretty lasses' eyes; But a right Jamaica puncheon is a finer prize To the old bold mate of Henry Morgan. Oh some that's good and godly ones they hold that it's a sin To troll the jolly bowl around, and let the dollars spin; But I'm for toleration and for drinking at an inn, Says the old bold mate of Henry Morgan. Oh some are sad and wretched folk that go in silken suits,...
43 ÆäÀÌÁö - The Little Vagabond Dear mother, dear mother, the church is cold, But the ale-house is healthy and pleasant and warm. Besides, I can tell where I am used well; Such usage in Heaven will never do well. But if at the church they would give us some ale, And a pleasant fire our souls to regale, We'd sing and we'd pray all the live-long day, Nor ever once wish from the church to stray. Then the parson...