Air LIX. Britons Strike Home
Since I must swing,—I scorn, I scorn to wince or whine. Rises.
Air LX. Chevy Chase
But now again my Spirits sink;
I’ll raise them high with Wine. Drinks a Glass of Wine.
Air LXI. to Old Sir Simon the King
But Valour the stronger grows,
The stronger Liquor we’er drinking;
And how can we feel our Woes,
When we’ve lost the Trouble of Thinking? Drinks.