A sort of Ale-y Baby,
And still I love it, spite the gibes and jokes
Of wineing folks.
For Stout I've stoutly fought for many a year;
For Ale I'll fight till I'm laid on my bier.
October! oh, intoxicating name! no drink
That e'er was made on earth can match with thee!
Of best French Brandy in the Palais Royal
I've emptied many a phial;
And think