BACCHANALIAN DRINK TO THEE) 8ON OF GREAT JOVE. HERS, Bacchus, here's to thee.* With pleasure I view thee, With miFth and bright jollity crownNl; Thy doxies, so tempting, Wine sparkling, fermenting, By pleasure on all sides sur?o?, ?Tis a $dorious thing, 8its, to tutor a king, And have a great puEil divine. Then hem, till I'm tipsy, To thee and each gipsy, ?ilenus wilt toss off his wino, His wine--his wine; Silenus will toss off his wine. My cup it is empty*. Come, let us have plenty:, �Thy Th.vrsis will set the rocks tlowin? Our spirits beat quicke? When warmed by the liquor, With transports our bosoms ore glowin? Then let us delight in, The d?r bl'? inviting, �,? zest it will g?ve to our love, W?. iLe Silenus can stand, Or ?each mouth with his band, He'll drink to thee, son of great Jove] Son of great Jove !---son of freet J'ovol He'll drink to thee, son of great Jove?
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