Come, push round with spirit
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Lyricist: Peter Pindar (the pen name of John Wolcot)
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English text
Come, push round with spirit the nectar divine;
He's a fool who to care is a slave.
While we may, let us laugh, and take off our wine,
For we all must be sober when laid in the grave.
Now look at that bottle, a good-natur'd fellow,
I like such a generous elf;
Who, whenever we choose to enjoy and be mellow,
Scorns to keep e'en a drop for himself