I'm thinking about moving here:

(William Hogarth's Beer Street [detail] 1751)

Beer, happy Produce of our Isle
Can sinewy Strength impart,
And wearied with Fatigue and Toil
Can cheer each manly Heart.
Labour and Art upheld by Thee
Successfully advance,
We quaff Thy balmy Juice with Glee
And Water leave to France.
Genius of Health, thy grateful Taste
Rivals the Cup of Jove,
And warms each English generous Breast
With Liberty and Love!

But I'll probably end up here:
(William Hogarth's Gin Lane [detail] 1751)

1 comment:

Emma said...

ah yes, the evils of gin. I remember this one from British History after 1485.But Matt Becker did once tell me that G&T's won't give you a hangover.....