The bumpers fwiftly pafs about,

Six in a hand went round;

And with their calling for more wine,
They made the hall refound.

Now when these merry tidings reach'd
The earl of Harold's ears,

And am I (quoth he, with an oath)
Thus flighted by my peers?"

Saddle my fteed, bring forth my boots,
I'll be with them right quick;
And, master sheriff, come you too,
We'll know this fcurvy trick.

Lo, yonder doth earl Harold come, (Did one at table fay)

'Tis well, reply'd the mettled duke, How will he get away?

When thus the earl began, Great duke,
I'll know how this did chance,
Without inviting me; fure this
You did not learn in France.

One of us two, for this offence,
Under the board fhall lie.

I know thee well, a duke thou art,

So fome years hence fhall I.

But

But trust me, Wharton, pity 'twere

So much good wine to fpill,
As these companions here may drink,
Ere they have had their fill.

Let thou and I, in bumpers full,
This grand affair decide:
Accurft be he, duke Philip faid,
By whom it is deny'd.

To Andrews, and to Hotham fair,
Many a pint went round;
And many a gallant gentleman
Lay fick upon the ground.

When at the laft the duke espy'd
He had the earl fecure;

He ply'd him with a good pint glass,
Which laid him on the floor:

Who never spoke more words than these,
After he downwards funk,
My worthy friends, revenge my fall,
Duke Wharton fees me drunk.

Then, with a groan, duke Philip took
The fick man by the joint,

And faid, Earl Harold, 'ftead of thee,

Would I had drunk this pint.

Alack!

Alack! my very heart doth bleed,

And doth within me fink;

For furely a more fober earl
Did never swallow drink.

With that the fheriff in a rage,
To fee the earl so smit,

Vow'd to revenge the dead-drunk peer
Upon renown'd Sir Kit.

Then stepp'd a gallant 'fquie forth,

Of vifage thin and pale,

Lloyd was his name, and of Gang-hall, Faft by the river Swale :

Who faid, he would not have it told,
Where Eden river ran,

That unconcern'd he should fit by;
So, fheriff, I'm your man.

Now when these tidings reach'd the room

Where the duke lay in bed,

How that the 'fquire fo.fuddenly
Upon the floor was laid.

O heavy tidings! (quoth the duke)
Cumberland witness be,

I have not any captain more,

Of fuch account as he.

Like tidings to earl Harold came,

Within as short a space,

How that the under-fheriff too,
Was fallen from his place.

Now god be with him, (faid the earl) -
Sith 'twill no better be;

1 truft I have within my town,
As drunken knights as he.

Of all the number that were there,
Sir Bains he fcorn'd to yield;
But with a bumper in his hand,
He stagger'd o'er the field.

Thus did this dire contention end;

And each man of the flain, Was quickly carried off to bed,

His fenfes to regain.

God bless the king, the dutchess fat,
And keep the land in peace,
And grant that drunkenness henceforth
'Mongst noblemen may cease.

And likewife bless our royal prince,

The kingdom's other hope: And grant us grace for to defy The devil and the pope.

VOL. IV.

C

MAD

I

MAD TO M.

N my triumphant chariot hurl'd,

I range around the world:

'Tis I, Mad Tom, drive all before me; While to my royal throne I come,

Bow down, my flaves, and adore me,

Your fov'reign lord Mad Tom.
What tho' the fceptre that I bear
Is all but dream and air,

I've the pleasure of crowns
Without the care:
And tho' I give law

From beds of straw,

And drest in a tatter'd robe,

The madman can be

More a monarch than he
That commands the vaffal globe.

CUPID over-reach'd.

OUNG Cupid I find, '

You

To fubdue me inclin'd,

But at length 1 a ftratagem found,

That will rid me of him:

For I'll drink to the brim,

And unless he can fwim,

He like other blind puppies will drown.