CUPS AND THEIR CUSTOMS"Touch brim! touch foot! the wine is red, And leaps to the lips of the free; Our wassail true is quickly said,— Comrade! I drink to thee! "Touch foot! touch brim! who cares? who cares? Brothers in sorrow or glee, Glory or danger each gallantly shares: Comrade! I drink to thee! "Touch brim! touch foot! once again, old friend, Though the present our last draught be; We were boys—we are men—we'll be true to the end: Brother! I drink to thee!" SECOND EDITION. LONDON: JOHN VAN VOORST, PATERNOSTER ROW. MDCCCLXIX. PRINTED BY TAYLOR AND FRANCIS, |