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2 Now what do you say. to these cans of wood ?—

Oh, no, in faith, they. cannot be good!
For if the bearer fall by the way.

Why onthe ground your liquor doth lay ;
But had it been in a leather bottél,
Although he’had fallen, all had been well :
2So-T wish him joy. where’er he dwell,”
‘That first found: out the leather bottel.

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h they shall have no praise of mine!)
For if you chance to touch the brim,

~ Down falls’ the liquor and all therein ; :
3 But had it been in leather bottél,.:

t ie stopper in, all had been well’:
h him joy: where’er he dwell,.
rst found: out-the leather botttl.

Then what do. you say to these glasses fine?—

1 a “og Then. shat do you say to, these black pots three

Ifa man and his wife shotld not'agree,

“Why: they tug and pu 1 till their ligtor doth
na leather bottel they may tug their fill,

spills

And pull away till their hearts do ache,
And yet their liquor no. harm can take ;

So I wish him joy where’er he'dwell,

That first-found out the leather bottel.

At morn the haymakers sit them down

To: drink from. their bottles of ale nut-brown ;
In‘summer, too, when the weather is warm,
A good full bottle will do them no harm ;

~ Then ‘the lads.and lasses begin to tattle-—

But what would they be without their bottle?

~So T wish him joy where’er he dwell,
. That. first found-out the leather bottel,

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And when ‘the bottle at last: grows old;

And will good liquor no longer hold,

Out of the‘sides. you may-maké:a clout

To mend your shoes when they're worn out ;
-Or také and, hang it up’ on’a pin,

‘Twill 'serve to put/hinges and. odd ‘things in :

So:1-wish-him-joy. where’er he dwell,

a That ‘frst found out the leather bottel.