Hi all I found this little gem whilst reading the complete works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge I purchased on Amazon. The new philosophy he was addressing was an Empiricism driven by claims of common sense and purposefulness,, driven by metaphysical examination rather than today's rationalism driven by formal logic. However the denial of emotional considerations and use of flowery language still has contemporary relevance. Published in 1801 this poem still rung a chord with me. Also may be useful for a Xanadu escape room.
' DRINKING verses THINKING or
A SING AGAINST THE NEW PHILOSOPHY
My Merry men all, that drink with glee
This fanciful Philosophy
Pray tell me what good is it?
If ancient Nick should come and take
The same across the Stygian lake
I guess we ne'er should miss it
Away, each pale, self brooding spark
That goes truth hunting in the dark,
Away from our carousing!
To Pallas we resign such fowls
Grave birds of wisdom! ye're but owls
And all your trade but mousing!
My merry men all, here's punch and wine
And spicy bishop, drink divine!
Let's live while we are able
While Mirth and Sense sit, hand in glove,
This Don Philosophy we'll shove
Dead drunk beneath the table
This is precious! 😂