Thomas Dekker

Here you will find the Poem Cast away care of poet Thomas Dekker

Cast away care

Cast away care; he that loves sorrow 
Lengthens not a day, nor can buy to-morrow ; 
 Money is trash, and he that will spend it, 
 Let him drink merrily, fortune will send it. 
 Merrily, merrily, merrily, oh, ho ! 
 Play it off stiffly, we may not part so. 

Wine is a charm, it heats the blood too, 
Cowards it will arm, if the wine be good too ; 
 Quickens the wit, and makes the back able, 
 Scorns to submit to the watch or constable. 
 Merrily, &c. 

Pots fly about, give us more liquor, 
Brothers of a rout, our brains will flow quicker ; 
 Empty the cask, score up, we care not ; 
 Fill all the pots again, drink on, and spare not. 
 Merrily, &c.