Some broke the pipes, and round about them threw, Some smoak’d tobacco till their nose was blew. Some called for victuals others for a crust, Some op’d their Buttons and were like to bust, Som challeng’d all the people that were there And some with strange invented oaths did sweer,
Some fill’d the room with noise yet could not speak, One word of English, Latine, French and Greek
Some burnt their Hats, others the Windowes broke, Some cry’d more liquor we are like to choke,
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Lame gouty men did dance about so sprightly, A boy of fifteen scarce could skip so lightly, Old crampy Capts. that scarce a sword could draw, Swore now they’d keep the King of France in awe, And new commissions get to raise more men, For now they swore they were grown young again; Off went their Perriwigs, Coats and Rapers, Out went the candles, Noses for Tapers Serv’d to give light, while they did daunce around, Drinking full healthes with caps upon the ground: