By John Shield, of Newcastle, and sung at the Newcastle Theatre Royal.
On Rhenish, Medeira, Port, Claret, and Sherry,
Your fulsome eulogiums, bon-vivants, pray spare;
’Tis granted, when sad, wine can render us merry,
And lighten our bosoms of sorrow and care;
But what vintage can fire us,
Enrapture, inspire us,
As Oxygen? what so delicious to quaff?
It is so animating,
And so titillating,