With hogsheads of claret and sherry.
Jolly Nose! he who sees thee across a broad glass,
Beholds thee in all thy perfection;
And to the pale snout of a temperate ass
Entertains the profoundest objection.
(For a turkey-cock’s neck one might surely mistake thee:
Why there’s many a well-to-do fellow
Can’t boast such a nose! what a time it must take thee
To get to a colouring so mellow.)
For a big-bellied glass is the palette I use,