But some men have a way so winning—
You guess my wishes by my eyes—
I'm nearly tir'd of liquor spinning.
"I cannot bear to answer—No;
And as it's cold and sloppy weather,
Do let us have, before you go,
A drop of Cherry-bounce together."
Short be your courtship, worthy pair,
With all the happiness you merit;
When both such CORDIAL feelings share,