Fill the cup and fill the can,
Have a rouse before the morn;
Every minute dies a read more

Fill the cup and fill the can,
Have a rouse before the morn;
Every minute dies a man,
Every minute one is born.

Old wine, and an old friend, are good provisions.

Old wine, and an old friend, are good provisions.

The resolved minde hath no cares.

The resolved minde hath no cares.

Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,
And turn again.

Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,
And turn again.

So was hir jolly whistel wel y-wette.

So was hir jolly whistel wel y-wette.

It's an ill aire where wee gaine nothing.

It's an ill aire where wee gaine nothing.

As is the mother, so is her daughter.

As is the mother, so is her daughter.

Nature made the fields and man the cities.

Nature made the fields and man the cities.

The Cow knowes not what her taile is worth, till she have lost
it.

The Cow knowes not what her taile is worth, till she have lost
it.