We humbly desire our hungry bellies may once be filled, and our naked backs be cloathed, and our legs and feet be hosed and shooed, and our Surgeons once more fitted, and all recruited with food to supply us once more, that we may go out again to finish that work we have begun, and not to lie like Drones to eat up others meat, and we do not doubt, but with Gods blessing to give you a happy account of the Conquest of the whole Land, and shall ever pray for a happy Parliament.
DUBLIN: Printed by W. B. 1648 (Feb. 18. 1647).
Good Ale for my Money[171]
The Good-fellowes resolution of strong Ale,
That cures his nose from looking pale.
To the Tune of The Countrey Lass.
[96.]Be merry my friends, and list a while
unto a merry jest,
It may from you produce a smile,
when you heare it exprest: