How instantly joyous and hearty
They’ve grown when the damper was fled.
You may guess what a gay piece of work,
What delight to Champagne it must be,
To get rid of its bore of a cork,
And come sparkling to you, love, and me.’[367]
And his description of a summer fête is indeed
‘a mere terrestrial strain
Inspired by naught but pink Champagne;’[368]
such as might be penned