_How shall I sing, how shall I look,_ _In honour of the Master-Cook?_ With brewis Ile noynt thee from head to th’ heel, Shal make thee run nimbler then the new oyld wheel[;] With Pye-crust wee’l make thee The eighth wise man to be; But O! the cold Chyne, the cold Chyne for me: CHORUS. _How shall I sing, how shall I look,_ _In honour of the Master-Cook?_ [p. 56.] _A Song of Cupid Scorn’d._ In love[?] away, you do me wrong, I hope I ha’ not liv’d so long Free from the Treachery of your eyes, Now to be caught and made a prize, No, Lady, ’tis not all your art, Can make me and my freedome part. CHORUS. _Come, fill’s a cup of sherry, and let us be merry,_ _There shall nought but pure wine_ _Make us love-sick or pine,_ _Wee’l hug the cup and kisse it, we’l sigh when ere we misse it;_ _For tis that, that makes us jolly,_ _And sing hy trololey lolly._ In love, ’tis true, with _Spanish_ wine, Or the _French_ juice _Incarnadine_; But truly not with your sweet Face, This dimple, or that hidden grace, Ther’s far more sweetnesse in pure Wine, Then in those Lips or Eyes of thine. CHORUS (_Come, fill’s a cup of sherry, &c._ Your god[,] you say, can shoot so right, Hee’l wound a heart ith darkest night: Pray let him throw away a dart, And try if he can hit my heart. No _Cupid_, if I shall be thine, Turn _Ganimed_ and fill us Wine. CHORUS (_Come, fill’s a cup of sherry, &c._ [The three next are common to the _Antidote_ and _Merry Drollery, Compleat_, with a few verbal differences: On the Vertue of Sack, by Dr. Henry Edwards; The Medley of the Nations; and The Brewer, A Ballad made in the Year 1657, To the Tune of _The Blacksmith_. For them, see _M. D., C._, pp. 293, 127, 221. These three poems are followed by “A Collection of Merry Catches,” thirty-four in number, of which only ten are found in _Merry Drollery, Compleat_, (viz., 3. “Now that the Spring;” 5. “Call _George_ again;” 9. “She that will eat;” 13. “The Wise-men were but Seven;” 14. “Shew a room!” 15. “O! the wily wily Fox;” 17. “Now I am married;” 19. “There was three Cooks in Colebrook;” 22. “If any so wise is;” and 29. “What fortune had I,”) on pp. 296, 304, 308, 232, 337, 300, 280, 318, 348, and 341, respectively. See notes on them, also, in Appendix to _M. D., C._ One other, first in the _Antidote_, had appeared earlier in _Choice Drollery_, p. 52: “He that a Tinker,” &c., _q.v._] [p. 65.] A CATCH.