And to preach, and to teach
People that "they can't brew their malt-liquor too small!"
That an ancient Welsh Poet, one Pyndar ap Tudor,
Was right in proclaiming "Ariston men Udor!"
Which means "The pure Element
Is for the belly meant!"
And that Gin's but a Snare of Old Nick the deluder!
And "still on each evening when pleasure fills up,"
At the old Goat-in-Boots, with metheglin, each cup,
Mr. Pryce, if he's there,