The excellency of wine

'Tis Wine that inspires,

and quencheth Lov's fires,

teaches fools how to rule a State,

Mayds ne'r did approve it,

because those that love it

dispise and laugh at their hate.

The Drinkers of Beer

Did ne'r yet appear

In matters of any weight;

'Tis he whose designe

Is quickn'd by Wine

That raises things to their height.

We then should it prize,

For never black eyes

Made wounds which this could not heale;

Who then doth refuse

To drink of this Juice,

Is a Foe to the Common-weale.