A Poem upon Tea (1712) [ Practices ]
… Wine and Mirth a while profusely flow’d. Soon as some Beauty's Health had walk’d the Round, Another's Health succeeding Glasses crown'd. But while these Arts to raise our Joys we use, Our Mirth, our Friends, and ev'n ourselves we lofe. 'Tis … I rove, And only to be drunk is to be Jove. Now raving Bacchus, reeling to his Place, Crowns his Assertion with an ample Glass; And Hebe then replies with modeft Grace. Immortal Pow'rs of Heav'n, and Earth, and Sea, Permit Youth's Goddess to …
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