I shall have no need to borrow;
I would have it for to be known
that I shall be married to-morrow.
(Burden:) Here’s a health to my Bride that shall be,
Come pledge it you boon merry blades:
The day I much long for to see,
We will be as merry as the Maides, &c.
This ballad was written and signed by Richard Climsell, and was printed for John Wright the younger, dwelling in the Old Bayley.
Drinking Song.
Cast away care, he that loves sorrow