I've quitted the comforts of town
In order to keep open house for the lot
In a chamber provided by Brown.
They shall come to my bedroom; I'll give them good cheer;
I'll ring for a handmaid and tell her
To serve us at once with a dinner up here,
Including the pick of the cellar.
And then in due course round the gas glowing red
Brown's choicest cigars shall be lit,
And, if we like resting our feet on the bed,