The Poetical Works of Ebenezer Elliott Edited by his Son Edwin Elliott ... A New and Revised Edition: Two Volumes |
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[Nor alehouse scores, nor alehouse broils]
Nor alehouse scores, nor alehouse broilsTurn my good woman pale;
For in my pantry I've a keg
Of home-brewed ale.
The devil keeps a newspaper
Where tavern-wranglers rail,
Because it tempts his doomed and lost
To drink bad ale.
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Nor find it flat and stale;
While Hume's or Hindley's health I drink
In home-brew'd ale.
My boys and girls delight to see
My friends and me regale,
While Nancy, curtsying, deigns to sip
Our home-brew'd ale;
And when the widow'd pauper comes,
To tell her monthly tale,
I sometimes cheer her with a drop
Of home-brew'd ale;
It tells her heart of better days,
Ere she grew thin and pale,
When James, before the banker fail'd,
Drank home-brew'd ale.
I'll melt no money in my drink,
Where ruffians fight and rail:
The gauger never dipp'd his stick
In my cheap ale.
But when we household suffrage get,
And honest men prevail;
Then, hey, mechanics, for free trade,
And cheaper ale!
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