No dangerous Plotters in the Common-weale
Of Treason and Murder: For they never go further
Than to call for, and pay for a pot of good ale.
To the praise of Gambrivius that good Brittish King
That devis’d for his Nation (by the Welshmen’s tale)
Seventeen hundred years before Christ did spring,
The happy invention of a pot of good ale.
The North they will praise it, and praise with passion,
Where every River gives name to a Dale:
There men are yet living that are of th’ old fashion,