You are an honest trusty Lad,
And I'll Wager ne'er had the Disease, Sir:
Then here's to you, a Glass or two,
For farther I dare not venture;
And then my Dear I bid thee adieu,
For I must be now a Dissenter.
A Song.
Tune of Oh! how happy's he. Pag. [104].
AH! how happy's he,