And I’ve said I’ve sworn off from the New Year’s Day—
Quick! give me the bottle! Curse you![1455] don’t refuse,
Or I’ll pull you apart,[1456] if my temper I lose—
Now give me a glass! Come, boys, take a drink![1457]
It’s the last you’ll be taking with me, so I think—
O God! what is this?[1458] See, boys—it’s a snake!
Look! the bottle is full—hear the hissing they make—
They crawl[1459] from its neck. For God’s sake, a drink!
Thanks! Boys, here’s luck![1460]
(Midnight hour strikes.)