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Be merry, my hearts, and call for your quarts,
And let no liquor be lacking,
We have gold in store, we purpose to roare,
Untill we set care a-packing.
There, Hostesse, make haste, and let no time waste,
Let every man have his due,
To save shooes and trouble, bring in the pots double,
For he that made one made two.

I'll drink up my drink, and speak what I think,
Strong drink will make us speak truely,
We cannot be termed all ......

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