Come, let us drink - The Deller Consort
Catch for 3 voices
Text: Anonymous
Music: Henry Purcell (1659-1695)
Come, come, let us drink,
'Tis vain to think
Like fools of grief or sadness;
Let our money fly
And our sorrows dye,
All worldly care is madness;
But wine and good cheer
Will, in spite of our fear,
Inspire - our Heart with Mirth Boys,
The time we live, to Wine
Let us give, since
All, most turn to Earth Boys.
Hand, hand about the Bowl,
The delight of my Soul,
And to Hand, to my Hand commend it
A Fig for Chink 'twas mad to buy Drink
And before we go hence we'll spend it.


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