One that I cherished,Yea, loved as a son - Up early, up late with,My promising one:No use in good nurture,None, lads, none!Here on this settleHe wore the true crown,King of good fellows,And Fat Jack was one - Now, Beadle of EnglandIn formal array - Best fellow aliveOn a throne flung away!Companions and croniesKeep fast and lament; - Come, drawer, more sack hereTo drown discontent;For now intuitionsShall wither to codes,Pragmatized moralsShall libel the gods.One I instructed,Yea, talked to -alone:Precept -exampleClean away thrown!Sorrow makes thirsty:Sack, drawer, more sack! - One that I prayed for,I, Honest Jack!To bring down these grey hairs - To cut his old pal!But, I'll be magnanimous - Here's to thee Hal!