The Works of the Right Honourable Sir Chas. Hanbury Williams ... From the Originals in the Possession of His Grandson The Right Hon. The Earl of Essex and Others: With Notes by Horace Walpole ... In Three Volumes, with Portraits |
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SQUIRE SANDYS'S BUDGET OPEN'D,
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DRINK AND BE D---D;
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SQUIRE SANDYS'S BUDGET OPEN'D, OR DRINK AND BE D---D;
A NEW BALLAD:
ATTEND, my honest brethren,
Who late came into place;
I'll tell you a new project,
To win our master's grace.
As a drinking we do go, &c.
Who late came into place;
I'll tell you a new project,
To win our master's grace.
As a drinking we do go, &c.
An army from Hanover
We'll take into our pay;
And Britons, to support them,
Shall drink their lives away.
As a drinking they do go, &c.
We'll take into our pay;
And Britons, to support them,
Shall drink their lives away.
As a drinking they do go, &c.
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From Statesmen to Excisemen,
All Placemen may drink wine;
But tatter'd squires, and merchants,
Shall swill up Gin like swine.
When a drinking they do go, &c.
All Placemen may drink wine;
But tatter'd squires, and merchants,
Shall swill up Gin like swine.
When a drinking they do go, &c.
And should Old England perish,
Why e'en let it be so;
For ev'ry man she loses,
We turn-coats lose a foe.
Then a drinking they may go, &c.
Why e'en let it be so;
For ev'ry man she loses,
We turn-coats lose a foe.
Then a drinking they may go, &c.
'Tis true, when Walpole ruled,
We bellow'd loud at Gin;
But now it is no evil,
For we are now come in.
And a drinking all shall go, &c.
We bellow'd loud at Gin;
But now it is no evil,
For we are now come in.
And a drinking all shall go, &c.
No more shall sober Britons
Pronounce us fools and knaves;
Their note shall quickly alter,
We'll make them drunken slaves.
And a drinking they shall go, &c.
Pronounce us fools and knaves;
Their note shall quickly alter,
We'll make them drunken slaves.
And a drinking they shall go, &c.
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Behold, how shoals of beggars
Now crowd up ev'ry door,
'T will greatly raise the poor-rates—
Let's poison all the poor.
While a drinking they do go, &c.
Now crowd up ev'ry door,
'T will greatly raise the poor-rates—
Let's poison all the poor.
While a drinking they do go, &c.
The people all complain,
That by trade they nothing get;
Then let them sit and drink,
They will drink us out of debt.
As a drinking they do go, &c.
That by trade they nothing get;
Then let them sit and drink,
They will drink us out of debt.
As a drinking they do go, &c.
And should the war continue,
What cause have we to fear?
To licence theft and murder,
We'll raise a fund next year.
So a drinking we will go, &c.
What cause have we to fear?
To licence theft and murder,
We'll raise a fund next year.
So a drinking we will go, &c.
Then welcome all my Finches,
With their black funereal face;
“Ah, Bat you had been welcome,
“If pledged by his grace.”
As a drinking we do go, &c.
With their black funereal face;
“Ah, Bat you had been welcome,
“If pledged by his grace.”
As a drinking we do go, &c.
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And you, cool foreign statesmen,
Who drink both night and day;
Shall humble haughty France,
Just as we our debts shall pay.
As a drinking we do go, &c.
Who drink both night and day;
Shall humble haughty France,
Just as we our debts shall pay.
As a drinking we do go, &c.
As for my honour'd patron,
The mighty Earl of Bath;
Since no man courts his favour,
So no man fears his wrath,
Now a drinking he may go, &c.
The mighty Earl of Bath;
Since no man courts his favour,
So no man fears his wrath,
Now a drinking he may go, &c.
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Sir Robert was a veteran—
But, here comes Pelham—mum;
“Your servant, master Pelham,
“When will Orford come?”
Then a drinking we may go, &c.
But, here comes Pelham—mum;
“Your servant, master Pelham,
“When will Orford come?”
Then a drinking we may go, &c.
Then fill a rosy bumper,
And send the glass about;
Here's health to all those in,
And death to all those out.
As a drinking they do go, &c.
And send the glass about;
Here's health to all those in,
And death to all those out.
As a drinking they do go, &c.
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