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Miscellaneous writings of the late Dr. Maginn

edited by Dr. Shelton Mackenzie

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Backe and Side go Bare, go Bare.

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Backe and side go bare, go bare,
Both foot and hande go colde:
But, bellye, God sende thee good ale yenough,
Whether it be newe or olde.
I cannot eat but lytle meate.
My stomacke is not good;
But sure I thinke that I can drynke
With him that weares a hood.
Though I go bare, take ye no care,
I am nothing a colde;
I stuff my skyn so full within,
Of jolly good ale and olde.
Backe and side go bare, go bare,
Both foote and hande go colde;
But, bellye, God sende thee good ale enoughe,
Whether it be newe or olde.

2.

I love no rost, but a nut-browne toste,
And a crab laid in the fyre;
A little breade shall do me stead,
Much breade I not desyre.
No frost nor snow, nor winde, nor trowe,
Can hurt me if I wolde;
I am so wrapt, and throwly lapt,
Of jolly good ale and olde,
Backe and side go bare, &c.

3.

And Tyb, my wyfe, that, as her lyfe,
Loveth well good ale to seeke;
Full of drynkes shee, tyll ye may see
The teares run down her cheeke:

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Then dowth she trowle to mee the boule,
Even as a mault-worme shuld;
And sayth, “Sweete hart, I took my parte
Of this jolly good ale and olde.”
Backe and side go bare, &c.

4.

Now let them drynke, till they nod and wynke,
Even as good felowes should doe:
They shall not mysse to have the blysse
Good ale doth bringe men to.
And all poore soules that have scrowr'd boules,
Or have them lustely trolde,
God save the lyves of them and their wyves,
Whether they be yonge or old.
Backe and syde go bare, &c.