Jorum

Then come, put the jorum about, / And let us be merry and clever, / Our hearts and our liquors are stout, / Here's the Three Jolly Pigeons for ever.

In battle one day, with a jorum of flip, / Jack, while crossing the deck, began reeling, / And fell, for his leg was shot off at the hip, / But the liquor he just saved from spilling.

You see, at that time, in the Duchy of Brunswick, or Braunschweig, now part of Germany, it was the custom for friendly groups to drink from the same receptacle, in this case a jorum, or basin—a good idea, rightly understood, in that it made for communitas, or community, […]

Come each jolly fellow / That loves to be mellow, / Attend unto me, and sit easy: / One jorum in quiet, / My boys, we will try it, / Dull thinking will make a man crazy: […] / I am here as Justice of Quorum; / And in my cabin's fore end, / I've a bed for a friend, / With a clean fire-side and a jorum.

They ketched hould of aich other, gasping as he stepped down out of the air to the ground, an' wishin' them the top of the avening, he brushed past, walked bould to the bar an' briskly called for three jorums of whusky.

To cure you at once of sciatical pains, / That hamper your body in dolorous pains, / And keep you confin'd in your sheets without motion, / Take me two jorams of wine for a potion, / Reserving two glasses by way of a lotion, / Which warm you'll apply to the part that's affected, / Then tip the remainder, as I have directed, / To cure you.

Let Politicians a' gae daft, / Their tricks, how I abhor 'em! / Di'el nick the silly, wily craft, / They're no worth half a jorum. / So push about.

At Christmas he entertained his tenants and tradesmen in this ball, when, with jorums after jorums, / "Let the horn go rounde, / Let the quart pot sounde, / Let each one do as he's done to;" Beaumont.