By the Radical humour of a pot of good ale.
But to speak of Killing, that am I not willing,
For that in a manner were but to raile:
But Beer hath its name, ’cause it brings to the Biere,
Therefore well-fare, say I, to a pot of good ale.
Too many (I wis) with their deaths proved this,
And, therefore (if ancient Records do not faile),
He that first brew’d the Hop was rewarded with a rope,
And found his Beer far more bitter than Ale.
O Ale[!] ab alendo, the Liquor of Life,