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<DATE>2007-12-04</DATE>
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<NAME>Elspeth Healey</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B071111.tech.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>Englands Triumph: Or The Subjects joy.</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub"><L>All you that troubled are with Melancholly,</L>
<L>The <HI>Spaniards</HI> have a Juyce will make you jolly:</L>
<L>Good Wine, good Wine, I &s;ay's the only thing,</L>
<L>That can for &s;uch di&s;temper comfort bring:</L>
<L>It comforts the heart, and quickens each vein,</L>
<L>If a man behalf dead, it will fetch him again,</L></HEAD>
<OPENER><HI>To a plea&s;ant new Tune, Or,</HI> come let us drink all day and night.</OPENER>
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<L>THe Kings mo&s;t faithful Subjects we,</L>
<L>indeed we are not dull,</L>
<L>We drink to &s;hew our Loyalty,</L>
<L>and to fill his Co&s;&s;ers full:</L>
<L>If all his Subjects drank like us,</L>
<L>he would be richer far,</L>
<L>More powerful and more pro&s;perous</L>
<L><HI>then all the Ea&s;tern Monarchs are,</HI></L>
<L><HI>then all the Ea&s;tern Monarchs are,</HI></L>
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<L>Then let us drink all day and night,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ive each a lu&s;ty bowl,</L>
<L>This is the ravi&s;hing Delight</L>
<L>of every generous Soul:</L>
<L>Whil&s;t others lye and &s;oak in bed,</L>
<L>and Live but half their time,</L>
<L>This Wine that lies within our head,</L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">;ha<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">l &s;till pre&s;erve us in our prime, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<L>In&s;tead of &s;leep we'l &s;pend the Night,</L>
<L>in &s;inging of the prai&s;e,</L>
<L>Of Wine that makes the Souldier fight,</L>
<L>and gives the Port bays,</L>
<L>That fills the veins with noble blood</L>
<L>though we be ne'r &s;o mean,</L>
<L>In&s;pires what's either great or good,</L>
<L><HI>and turns rank Clowns to Gentlemen,</HI> &amp;c.</L>
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<L>Let Soulders fight, and Par&s;ons preach,</L>
<L>and &s;chollars break their brains,</L>
<L>Fanaticks &s;weat and ball to teach,</L>
<L>&s;edition for their gains.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t others they do wa&s;t and pine,</L>
<L>we &s;till are &s;ound at heart,</L>
<L>And if we have but &s;pritely Wine,</L>
<L><HI>we'l drink and roar, and never part,</HI></L>
<L><HI>we'l drink and roar, and never part.</HI></L>
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<L>LEt Merchants &s;till for trea&s;ures run,</L>
<L>and cro&s;s the burning Line,</L>
<L>We have our Engins here at home,</L>
<L>in every gla&s;s of Wine.</L>
<L>Each Carbuncle upon my No&s;e,</L>
<L>better then Iems doth &s;hine,</L>
<L>My cheeks are fre&s;h like to a Ro&s;e,</L>
<L><HI>my heart is merry with brisk Wine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>my heart is merry with brisk Wine.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Let Doctors cure them&s;elves of grief,</L>
<L>and each Apothecary,</L>
<L>We are &s;ure to give our &s;elves relief,</L>
<L>by drinking of Canary,</L>
<L>If melancholly di&s;turbs the mind,</L>
<L>and makes our hearts full &s;ad,</L>
<L>We know where we good Sack can find</L>
<L><HI>and that will make us brisk and glad,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and that will make us brisk and glad.</HI></L>
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<L>Our Wives the benefit will find</L>
<L>when we come home at night,</L>
<L>Good Wine does always make us kind,</L>
<L>and give them their delight.</L>
<L>Whil&s;t that the &s;ober &s;ot is dull,</L>
<L>in counting of his coyn,</L>
<L>And filling of his Coffers full,</L>
<L><HI>our brains &s;hall &s;wim in Spani&s;h Wine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>our brains &s;hall &s;wim in Spani&s;h Wine.</HI></L>
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<L>If that a forraign Foe &s;hould &s;trive,</L>
<L>our Country to invade,</L>
<L>Due bowl of Sack would conquer five,</L>
<L>drunk by an Engli&s;h blade,</L>
<L>It makes e'm fight couragiou&s;ly,</L>
<L>their country to defend,</L>
<L>They never &s;hrink nor fear to dye,</L>
<L><HI>but hold out &s;toutly to the end,</HI></L>
<L><HI>but hold out &s;toutly to the end.</HI></L>
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<L>If that Con&s;umption &s;hould us wa&s;te,</L>
<L>and make our bodies poor,</L>
<L>Then every morning Sack we ta&s;te,</L>
<L>which both our health re&s;tore,</L>
<L>Around, around, let's drink about,</L>
<L>the fir&s;t Gla&s;s &s;hall be mine,</L>
<L>Fill it up to th brim i'le drink it out,</L>
<L><HI>and &s;it and &s;ing the prai&s;e of Wine,</HI></L>
<L><HI>and &s;it and &s;ing the prai&s;e of Wine.</HI></L>
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<L>Here's a health, here's a health to <HI>Englands</HI> King,</L>
<L>whom God grant long to Raign,</L>
<L>Our drinking &s;hall him tribute bring,</L>
<L>let &s;ectaries complain.</L>
<L>Wealth, honour, and renown attend</L>
<L>his Royal Name always,</L>
<L>His Ioys I wi&s;h may ne'r have end,</L>
<L><HI>but gain his &s;ubjects love and prai&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>but gain his Subjects love and prai&s;e</HI></L>
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<P>Printed for J. Ho&s;e, over, again&s;t Staples Inn in Houlbourn, neer Grays-Inn-Lane.</P>
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