And grown impatient, you require in haste
The nervous cordial, nor dislike the taste;
It comforts, heals, and strengthens; nay, you think
It makes you better every time you drink;
“Then lend your name “you’re loth, but yet confess
Its powers are great, and so you acquiesce:
Yet think a moment, ere your name you lend,
With whose ’tis placed, and what you recommend;
Who tipples brandy will some comfort feel,
But will he to the med’cine set his seal?