Classic Poem

Song
I
Sing out pent Soules, sing cheerefully!
Care Shackles you in Liberty,
Mirth frees you in Captivity:
Would you double fetters adde?
Else why so sadde?
Chorus

Besides your pinion'd armes you'l finde
Griefe too can manakell the minde.
II
Live then Pris'ners uncontrol'd;
Drinke oth' strong, the Rich, the Old,
Till Wine too hath your Wits in hold;
Then if still your Jollitie,
And Throats are free;
Chorus
Tryumph in your Bonds and Paines,
And daunce to th' Musick of your Chaines.