At all events, I 'll run the risk. Eh?
Done!
May I sit, sir? This dear old table, now!
Please, sir, a parting eggnog and cigar!
I 've been so happy with you! Nice stuffed chairs,
And sympathetic sideboards; what an end
To all the instructive evenings! (It 's alight.)
Well, nothing lasts, as Bacon came and said.
Here goes,—but keep your temper, or I 'll scream!
Fol-lol-the-rido-liddle-iddle-ol!