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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AN OLD CATCH, by ANONYMOUS
First Line: Now god be wi' old symon
Last Line: "come, troll the bowl to me"
Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking;old Age
First Line: Now god be wi' old symon
Last Line: "come, troll the bowl to me"
Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking;old Age
NOW God be wi' old Symon,
For he made cans to many a one,
And a good old man was he;
And Jenkin was his journeyman,
And he could tipple off every can;
And thus he said to me:
To whom drink you, Sir Knave?
Turn the timber like the lave;
Ho! jolly Jenkin,
I spy a knave in drinking;
Come, troll the bowl to me.
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