Amo, amas, I love a lass, </br> As a cedar tall and slender; </br> Sweet cowslip's grace </br> Is her nom'native case, </br> And she's of the feminin… - John O'Keeffe (writer)

A glass is good, and a lass is good, </br> And a pipe to smoke in cold weather; </br> The world is good, and the people are good, </br> And we're all good fellows together.

Dear sir, this brown jug, that now foams with mild ale, </br> Out of which I now drink to sweet Kate of the vale, </br> Was once Toby Filpot, a thirsty old soul, </br> As e'er crack'd a bottle, or fathom'd a bowl;

I am a friar of orders grey, </br> And down in the valleys I take my way; </br> I pull not blackberry, haw, or hip,— </br> Good store of venison fills my scrip.