They talk about their foreign wines – Champagne and bright Moselle-
And think because they’re from abroad, that we must like them well,
And of their wholesome qualities they tell a wondrous tale;
But sour or sweet, they cannot beat a glass of old English Ale.
D’ye think my eye would be as bright, my heart as light and gay,
If I and “old John Barleycorn” did not shake hands each day?
No, no; and though teetotalers at malt and hop may rail
At them I’ll laugh and gaily quaff of old English Ale.
-J. Caxton, from the song “a Glass of Old English Ale”
Friday, June 21, 2013
Quote- A Glass of Old English Ale
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