Let us all be UNHAPPY together:

Written and composed by Mr. DIBDIN,

FOR

His ENTERTAINMENT called The WAGS.

I.

WE bipeds made up of frail clay,
Alas! are the children oforrow;
And though brifk and merry to-day,
We all may be wretched to-morrow;
For funfime's fucceeded by rain,
Then fearful of life's flormy weather,
Left pleafure fhouid only bring pain,
Let us all be unhappy together.

II.

I grant the beſt bleſſing we know
Is a friend—for true friendſhip's a treaſure;
And yet, left your friend prove a ſoe,
Oh! taſte not the dangerous pleaſure:
Thus friendſhip's a ſlimſy affair,
Thus riches and health are a bubble;
Thus there's nothing delightful but care,
Nor any thing pleafing but trouble,

III.

If a mortal wou'd point out that life
That on earth cou'd be neareft to heaven,
Let him, thanking his flars, chufe a wife
To whom truth and honour are given:
But honour and truth are fo rare,
And horns, when they're cutting, ſo tingle,
That with all my reſpect to the fair,
I'd aſviſe him to ſigh and live ſingle.

IV.

It appears from theſe premifes plain,
That wifdom is nothing but folly,
That pleaſure's a term that means pain,
And that joy is your true melancholy;
That all theſe who laugh ought to cry,
That 'tis fine brifk and fun to be grieving,
And that ſince we muſt all of us die,
We ſhould taſte no enjoyment while living.

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