Charge it briskly to the brim,
Till the flying topsails swim:
We owe the great discovery to him
Of this new world of drinking.
"Grave cabals that states refine,
Mingle their debates with wine;
Ceres and the god o' th' vine
Makes ev'ry great commander.
Let sober sots small-beer subdue,
The wise and valiant wine does woe;