Here you will find the Poem Come Sirrah Jack Ho of poet Thomas Weelkes
Come sirrah Jack ho, Fill some tobacco, Bring a wire and some fire, Haste haste away, quick I say, do not stay, shun delay, for I drank none good today. I swear that this tobacco Is perfect Trinidad-o; By the very very Mass, never never was better gear than is here, by the rood, for the blood, it is very very good, 'tis very good.