[from Manx Ballads, 1896]
MELLANCOLLY DROWN'D IN A GLASS |
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CAST away care and sorrow,
the cankerworm of the brain, Wee count him a dangerous fellow, as any that lives in
ye state, But he's the best husband that whistles whilst the merry
plowe doth go, And when it comes up anon after, we give it a gentle
touch, Let our hostess fill up the flaggon, and let her good ail
be brown, |
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