...XLVIII. IN PRAISE OF ALE. WHEN the chill Sirocco* blows, . And winter tells a heavy tale, When pies and daws, and rooks and crows, Do sit and curse the frosts and snows, Then give me ale. Ale in a Saxon rumkin then, Such as will make grimalkin prate, Bids valour burgeon f in tall men, Quickens...

...is CARDINAL ; and Burgundy, POPE. buttery, a pot of good ale ;' and under its inspiration, chanted in a voice as rich, soft, and mellow as his theme...pleasures. Singing bars sconce; so that old Mapes's " Milii est propositum in tabernft mori," that ancestral canticle, which may, of itself, be sufficient...

...WHEN the chill north-east wind blows, And winter tells a heavy tale, When pyes and daws, and doobs and crows, Do sit and curse the frosts and snows, Then give me Ale. Ale, that the absent battle fights. And forms the march o' the Swedish drum, Disputes the prince's...