The very Acute Pen of Mr. De Foe, Speaking of D. Schombergs Army in Ireland, has this horrid Story

Five Regimented Hero's there appear, Captains of Thousands, Mighty Men of War; Glutted with Wine, and Drunk with Hellish Rage, For want of other Foes they Heav'n Engage. Sulphur and ill Extracted Fumes agree To make each Drop push on their Destiny. Th' infernal Draughts in Blasphemies rebound, And Openly the Devils Health went round. Nor can our Verse the Latent Crime conceal How they shook Hands, to meet next day in Hell. Death Pledg'd them; Fate the dreadful compact read, Concurring Justice Spoke, and Four of Five lay Dead. When men their Makers Vengeance once defy 'Tis a certain Sign, that their Destructions nigh.