Spare her the inexpiable wrongs, the unutterable shame
Of being shackled and coerced to suit your Party game:
Lest, when her latest hope is fled, her friends are in despair.
Ye learn by proof in some wild hour, how much the wretched dare!”
Punch. March 10, 1888.
Song of December.
The Saturnalia now prevail;
The white and classic foam
Soars high above the porter pots