EBBA 31407

British Library - Roxburghe

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SATYR
AGAINST
COFFEE.

AVoid, Satanick Tipple! hence

Thou Murtherer of Farthings, and of Pence;

And Midwife to all false Intelligence!

Avoid, I say, of Hell thou art,

For God no liquor doth to man impart,

But that which quenches Thirst, or chears the Heart.

Bakd in a pan, Brewd in a pot,

The third device of him who first begot

The Printing Libels, and the Powder-plot.

A Swill that needs must be accurst,

And of all sorts of Drink the very worst,

By which the Devils Children (Lies) are nurst.

Now if I fancy not amisse,

Vespatian, who imposd Excise on Piss,

Would for no smell of Lucre suffer this.

The Sister of the common Sewer,

That passes through the Reins with Streams impure;

That Robs the Vintner and undoes the Brewer.

For by this poor Arabian Berry,

Comes the Neglect of Malago and Sherry,

And sooty Surges rise to Charons Ferry.

The Sweat of Negroes, Blood of Moores,

The Blot of Sign-post, and the Stain of doors,

And the last Shift of Publicans and Whores.

Give ore you Whisslers then! enough;

Convert your Powder into Irish Snuff,

And lay your Lace upon some richer Stuff.

Finis