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Song XXXII. Made and Set Extempore.
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When our glasses flow with Wine,And our souls with Sack are rais'd;
When we're jeer'd we do not repine;
Nor are proud when we are prais'd:
'Tis Sack alone can raise our souls,
A pin for Christning drinking-bowles.
2
Let the Drawer raise our fancies,With his wit-refining drink;
Hang your stories and Romances;
Those are fit for them that think;
Let him love that has a mind,
We to drinking are inclin'd.
3
Wit and love, are th'only thingsWhich fill the thoughts of Kings and us;
Imagination makes us Kings,
And that's rais'd by doing thus.
Drink your Sack, let wit alone,
Wit by drinking best is shown.
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