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['Twas Claret that we drank, and 'twas as fine]
'Twas
Claret that we drank, and 'twas as fine,
As ever yet deserv'd the name of Wine;
Each Man his Flask we thought a mod'rate Dose,
When just as we were giving o'er,
Comes in our honest Landlord in the Close,
Protesting we should drink his Bottle more:
Which done, and all our Reck'ning paid,
Each did a sev'ral way repair;
Some went to walk, and some to bed:
But I, who had an hour to spare,
Went to a neighb'ring Coffee-House, and there
With sober Liquor to refine my Head.
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