[Tea-Table Miscellany Contents]
LEave off your foolish prating,
Talk no more of Whig and Tory,
But drink your glass,
Round let it pass,
The bottle stands before ye,
Fill it up to the top,
Let the night with mirth be crown’d,
Drink about, see it out,
Love and friendship still go round.
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If claret be a blessing,
This night devote to pleasure;
Let worldly cares,
And state affairs,
Be thought on at more leisure:
Fill it up to the top,
Let the night with joy be crown’d,
Drink about, see it out,
Love and friendship still go round.
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If any is so zealous,
To be a party-minion,
Let him drink like me,
We’ll soon agree,
And be of one opinion:
Fill your glass, name your lass,
See her health go sweetly round,
Drink about, see it out,
Let the night with joy be crown’d.
