Tixall Poetry/To the Tune of "Robin Good Fellow

by Matt Arundel

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To the Tune of

"Robin Good Fellow.

By Matt Arundel.

 

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Some say, drinking does disguise men,
 And there witts turnes out of doores;
Fooles they are; I'le sweare, not wise men,
 And they lye like———
  For the man that's in drink,
  Speaks as he does think;
  Hee's not disguised, but frank and free,
  'Tis he's only soe, that's a cup to loe,
   For he's disguised with modesty.

Others doe cry, what a beast he makes
 Of himselfe, to drink till he cannot goe;
Fooles they are, 'tis there mistakes,
 Whoever sees a beast doe soe.
  He that drinkes least,
  Drinkes most like a beast,
  Whilst we carrous six in a band,
  'Tis only then, that we drinke like men,
   When we can neither goe nor stand.

Others there are, such formal grave ones,
 Of great affaires they alwais prait,
They tell you who are wise and great ones,
 And who are fitt to rule the state.
  They censure every thing;
  Nay, they spare not the king,
  God blesse him, and all true cavaliers;
  For they will drink deep, and goe quietly to sleepe,
   Free from all gelossies and feares.

Your studious, thinking, wurking fancy,
 Never leades a quiet life,
We gently play with Cate and Nancy,
 Free from all debate and strife.
  Whilst others sit and fret,
  Because they cannot get
  A place to maintain their pride and port,
  We merrily sing, God blesse our good king,
  The queen, the duke, and all the court.

 

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