O THE FOREST AND THE FIELD. 



Chorus. — I kiss girls in the East, and drink wine in the West, 

 Until I'm not sure which game I like best. 

 They may say I'm a rake, but fill up my can, 

 For wine and fair women were both made for man. 



In the Land of the East the maidens are kind. 

 My heart, if I have one, is there left behind ; 

 But with which, or with whom, I'm sure I can't tell, 

 For I've bask'd in the charms of many a belle. 



Chorus — I kiss girls, &c. 



Mahomet the prophet — tho' no patron of mine. 

 Because he forbade us the use of good wine — 

 Allowed us four wives : Fray don't say he's a beast, 

 The law still holds good in the land of the East. 



Chorus — I kiss girls, &c. 



Now I, child of earth, don't see any harm 

 To drink deeply of wine with a girl on each arm, 

 For I'm fond of the sex, and enjoy a carouse, 

 And old wine and young women are good for the blues. 

 Chorus — I kiss girls, &c. 



We had a very jolly evening; many a good song 

 was sung, and many a witty yarn told ; and it was 

 not until the first streaks of daylight were visible 

 in the east that the party broke up, although some 

 of the old and steady ones who valued a cool head 

 sloped away quietly during the short hours. 



Early the next morning Moonlight was brought 



