On level land, the finest inn,
With plenty of food and beer within
And every hour of the day
The songs of birds, to make one gay.
On holidays and Sundays too,
Beware of drunkeness, be true.
Enjoy your life, but don’t betray
The good old beer, come what may.
(Eben Fardd)
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