Or time your passion greatly alter;
If both should unsuccessful prove,
I strongly recommend a halter.”
Julian
BEER
“What! whence this, Bacchus? For, by Bacchus’ self,
The son of Jove, I know not this strange elf.
The other smells like nectar; but thou here
Like the he-goat. Those wretched Celts, I fear,
For want of grapes, made thee of ears of corn.
Demetrius art thou, of Demeter born,