ODE. To be performed by Dr. Brettle, and a chorus of Hales Owen citizens. The instrumental part a Viol d'Amour

Awake! I say, awake, good people! And be for once alive and gay; Come, let's be merry; stir the tipple; How can you sleep Whilst I do play? How can you sleep, &c.

Pardon, O! pardon, great Musician! On drowsy souls some pity take, For wondrous hard is our condition, To drink thy beer, Thy strains to hear; To drink, To hear, And keep awake!

Hear but this strain—'twas made by Handel, A wight of skill and judgment deep! Zoonters, they're gone—Sal, bring a candle— No, here is one, and he's asleep.

DR.—How could they go Whilst I do play? SAL.—How could they go! How should they stay?