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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed.  The Book of Elizabethan Verse.  1907.
A Round
By William Browne (c. 1590–c. 1645)
NOW that the Spring hath filled our veins
  With kind and active fire,
And made green liv’ries for the plains,
  And every grove a choir:
Sing we a song of merry glee,        5
  And Bacchus fill the bowl:
1. Then here’s to thee; 2. And thou to me
  And every thirsty soul.
Nor Care, nor Sorrow e’er paid debt,
  Nor never shall do mine;        10
I have no cradle going yet,
  Not I, by this good wine.
No wife at home to send for me
  No hogs are in my ground,
No suit in law to pay a fee,        15
  —Then round, old Jockey, round!
Shear sheep that have them, cry we still,
  But see that no man ’scape
    To drink of the sherry,
    That makes us so merry,        20
And plump as the lusty grape.

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