love's Carouse,  
Or, The young men's Healths.  
For divers young men being merry,  
They drank Healths to their Loves in Sherry.  
Tune, Joans Placket, &c.  

 

A jovial crew of lively Lads;  
all in a merry vain,  
Did drink unto their swéethearts all,  
their true loves to obtain  
for men and maids,  
to be Comrades  
Is counted a gallant thing  
and he that gains his sweethearts love,  
Conceits himself a King.   

Let pottles fly  
Drink barrels dry.  
Whilst rivers fill with rain,  
and when the bowl is passed round,  
we'll drink to them again.   

Come here's a health to bonny Bess,  
that loves me with her heart,  
she'll cast her eyes, up to the skies,  
and knows her mother's art  
she'll clip and kiss,  
what harm is this,  
Her Middle I can span,  
'tis her delight for to embrace  
A loving hearted man.   

Let pottles fly, &c.   

Come here's a cup to nimble Nan,  
whose cheeks are like a rose,  
she's sweet & neat, and kisses sweet  
and like a Lady goes,  
her forehead high,  
and rolling eye  
Has so entangled me  
that I am taken cast, and thrown,  
In love's captivity,   

Let pottles fly  
Drink barrels dry, etc,   

I'll drink a health to Margery,  
the milkmaid frank and free  
Who chanced to lose her maidenhead  
alas what remedy,  
A merry lass  
may serve to pass  
I'll take her for my own  
there's more that does such Venus tricks  
Although it is not known   

Let pottles fly, &c.   

Then hears a health to jumping Joan  
whose Placket now is sound  
For why the mending of the same,  
has cost me twenty pound  
she's right and straight,  
(as well as Kate)  
This I can justify,  
for being lately underlayed  
she'll tread no more a wry,   

Let pottles fly,  
Drink barrels dry:  
Whilst rivers fill with rain  
and when the bowl is passed round  
we'll drink to them again.    

The second part  
to the same tune.  
 

COme here's a bowl to smiling Sue  
a sempster I know well  
All sorts of néedlework she makes  
and cut work she can sell,  
fine Sarah may,  
give her the way  
For none like her shall be  
the firm enjoyer of my heart  
In love and unity.   

Let pottles fly,  
Drink barrels dry  
Whilst rivers fill with rain  
and when the bowl is passed round  
we'll drink to them again   

I'll drink a health to merry Moll  
(alas I weep for Nelly)  
Who chanced to leave this wicked world  
being troubled with her belly  
but Mary fair  
whom I love dear  
She is my only joy,  
we'll wed, and bed: and hope to get  
A lusty chopping boy   

Let pottles fly, &c.   

Come here's a glass to goodly Grace  
a Virgin chaste and pure  
Her beauty like the Sun more bright  
and firmer will endure,  
her scarlet hue  
and veins true blew  
Her skin like lilies white  
invites my heart to Cupid's feast  
To taste of love's delight,   

Let pottles fly, &c.   

I'll drink a bowl to royal Rose  
the phoenix of them all  
There's no man can her honour pluck  
but first their own must fall  
a Virgin rare  
more sweet than air  
Is she whom I love best,  
my heart within her heart is placed  
And harbours in her breast,   

Let pottles fly, &c.   

Come here's a health to pretty Peg  
a merry Country lass  
Although her credit has been cracked  
at London it shall pass  
to quit all strife  
she is my wife,  
then make no more to do,  
for I dare say that she will prove  
Both fair and honest too,   

Let pottles fly, &c.   

I'll drink a glass to jolly Joyce,  
the Mistress of my mind  
Let others prattle what they will  
no harm in her I find  
If she'll agree  
to fancy me  
(as other maidens do)  
I'll quite wipe off all former scores  
I marry and thank you too,   

Let pottles fly, &c.   

Come here's a health to all our Loves  
I mean in general  
The next shall be in Sherry Sack  
for claret is too small,  
Love shall abound  
In drinking round,  
And constant be for aye  
Come Drawer fill''st ' other quart  
And tell us what's to pay   

Let pottles fly  
Drink barrels dry  
Whilst rivers fill with rain  
for when the bowl is passed round  
we'll drink to them again    
S.S.  
FINIS   

London Printed for Fra. Grove.