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Gran.	For a Bowle of fatt Canary,   Rich Palermo, sparkling Sherry, Some Nectar else, from Iuno's Daiery, O these draughts would make vs merry.
Psyllus.	O for a wench, (I deale in faces, And in other dayntier things,) Tickled am I with her Embraces, Fine dancing in such Fairy Ringes.
Manes.	O for a plump fat leg of Mutton, Veale, Lambe, Capon, Pigge, & Conney, None is happy but a Glutton, None an Asse but who wants money.
Chor.	Wines (indeed,) & Girles are good, But braue victuals feast the bloud, For wenches, wine, and Lusty cheere, Ioue would leape down to surfet heere.