Occupations > Farmer

THE FARMER
Come each jolly fellow that loves to be mellow,
Attend u to me »nd sit easy ;
One jorum ifl my boys we will try it,
Dull thiuking will make a man crazy ;
For here I am king, let us drink, laugh and sing,
Let no man appear as a stranger ;
But show me the art that refuses his glass,
And I'll order him hay ia a manger.
By plowing and sowing, by reaping and mowing.
Dame nature supplies uswith plenty ;
I’ve a cellar well stor'd and a plentiful board,
And my garden affords every dainty
I have all things in season, both woodcock and
pheasant.'
T am here as justice of Quorum j
In my cabin's far end I've a bed for afrien-d,
With a clean fire side and a jorum.
Were it not for my seeding, you’d get but poor
feeding
Yon would surely be all starv’d withe ut me;