To banish life's troubles, the Grecian old…

To banish life's troubles, the Grecian old sage Press'd the fruit of the vintage oft into the bowl; Which made him forget all the cares of old age, It bloom'd in his face, and made happy his soul: Whilst here we are found, Put the bumper around, 'Tis the liquor of life that each care can controul.

This jovial philosopher taught that the sun, Was thirsty, and often drank deep of the main; That the planets would tipple away as they run, The earth wanted moisture and soaked up the rain; Whilst here we are found, Put the bumper around, 'Tis the liquor of life, and why should we refrain.

Its virtues are known both in war and in love, The hero and lover alike it makes bold; Vexations in life's busy day 'twill remove, Delightful alike to the young and the old. Whilst here we are found, Put the bumper around, That every ill may by wine be controul'd.