While the world stands aloof.
XII.
And there’s the extract, flasked and fine,
And priced and saleable at last!
And Hobbs, Nobbs, Stokes and Nokes combine
To paint the future from the past,
Put blue into their line.
XIII.
Hobbs hints blue,—straight he turtle eats:
Nobbs prints blue,—claret crowns his cup: