One with the landlord?[1433] To be sure, ev’ry time—
His till has held many a dollar of mine.
Come! set up the poison! To-night is the last—
Then I’ll look upon rum as a thing of the past[1434]
Well, here’s to you,[1435] land— Ah! you’d play me a trick![1436]
Take off[1437] that red wig with the horns very quick,
Or I’ll put down this glass and be leaving the place.
Boys, look[1438] at the way he’s distorting his face!
Look![1439] look![1440] it’s the devil—a good masquerade[1441]
For those who engage in the rum-selling trade.