A Poem upon Tea (1712) [ Practices ]
… Last Night my Hours on Friendship I bestow'd, And 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 vain in Wine to seek a solid Joy; All fierce Enjoyments soon …
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