When the heart flutters, and the pulse is low;
If once induced these cordial sips to try,
All feel the ease, and few the danger fly;
For, while obtain’d, of drams they’ve all the force,
And when denied, then drams are the resource.
Nor these the only evils - there are those
Who for the troubled mind prepare repose;
They write: the young are tenderly address’d,
Much danger hinted, much concern express’d;
They dwell on freedoms lads are prone to take,