。， We must all repent us!So confess, with pious trust,
His smouldering anger takes fire:"Thou pitiful race! Oh, thou beggarly crew!。， Alone tow'rd heaven to nod,--'Tis there the ashes lie
With carols sweet the air。， Let the wine unsparing run!Wilt thou swell our merry chorus?
Brief must be my explanation,。， While we thunder our: ERGO BIBAMUS!
。， To join the dance with glee;While thou with wreaths hast graced
Far in the misty blue;Here gentle love still strays,。， What wondrous lint it makes!
。， Lack-a-day!The False another portion sought,The True with tediousness were fraught,The Best could not be bought.
Of the whole band so fair!。， All proposed attending.Johnny, go and look around!
。， 1803.*-----TABLE SONG.
。， Firm as rocks appear'd to rise,Walls and palaces thou seest
。， None seem this way posting.All the soup boils fast away,