The Auld Goodman, or, The Goodwife Victorious/Remedy for Pain

A REMEDY FOR PAIN.

THIS great world is a trouble,
where all muſt their fortunes bear;
Make the moſt of the bubble,
you'll have but neighbour's fare.

Let not jealouſy teaze ye,
think of nought but to pleaſe ye,
What is paſt is but in vain
for mortals to wiſh again.

When dull cares do attack ye,
drink will theſe clouds repel;
Four bottles will make ye
happy, they ſeldom fail.

⟨If⟩ the fifth ſhould be wanted,
aſk the gods, 'twill be granted;
Thus, with eaſe, you'll obtain
a remedy for all your pain.