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128

BACCHUS DISARM'D.

To Mrs. Laura Dillon, now Lady Falkland.

Bacchus to Arms, the Enemy's at hand,
Laura appears; Stand to your Glasses, stand,
The God of Love, the God of Wine defies,
Behold him in full March, in Laura's Eyes:
Bacchus to Arms, and to resist the Dart,
Each with a faithful Brimmer guard his Heart.

129

Fly, Baccchus, fly, there's Treason in the Cup,
For Love comes pouring in with every Drop;
I feel him in my Heart, my Blood, my Brain,
Fly, Bacchus fly, Resistance is in vain,
Or craving Quarter, crown a friendly Bowl
To Laura's Health, and give up all thy Soul.