New Mad Tom of Bedlam: / OR, / The Man in the Moon drinks Claret, / With Powder-Beef Turnip and Carret.

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FOrth from my sad and darksome Cell, Or from the deep Abiss of Hell, Mad Tom is come to view the World again, To see if he can ease his distemper'd Brain: Fear and Care doth pierce my Soul: Hark! how the angry Furies howl; Pluto laughs, and Proserpine is glad, To see poor naked Tom of Bedlam mad. Through the World I wander Night and Day, to find my stragling Senses. In an angry mood I found old Time, with's Pentarchy of Tences; When me he 'spies, Away he flies, For Time will stay for no Man: In vain with Cries, I rend the Skies, For Pity is not common. Cold and comfortless I lie, Help, O help, or else I die. Hark, I hear Apollos Team, The Carman 'gins to whistle; Chaste Diana Bends her Bow: The Boar begins to bristle: Come Vulcan with Tools and with Tackle, And knock off my troublesome Shackle; Let Charles make ready his Wane, To bring me my Senses again.

Last Night I heard the Dog-star bark, Mars met Venus in the dark; Limping Vulcan hot an Iron-bar, And furiously run at the God of War; Mars with his Weapon laid about, But Vulcans Temples had the Gout, His broad Horns did so hang in his sight, He could not see to aim his Blows aright: Mercury, the nimble Poast of Heaven, stood still to see the Quarrel; Gorrel bellied Bacchus, Gyant like, bestrid a strong Beer-barrel: To me he drank, I did him thank, But I could get no Cider; He drank whole Butts, Till he crackt his Guts; But mine were the wid[e]r. Poor naked Tom is very dry, A little Drink for Charity: Hark, I hear Acteons Hounds, The Huntsman whoops and hollows, Ringwood, Royster, Bowman, Jowler, At the the Chase now follows. The Man i'th' Moon drinks Claret, Eats Powder'd-beef, Turnip and Carret, A Cup of old Malago Sack Will fire his Bush at his Back.