(Latest Up-to-Date Version of a celebrated Bacchanalian ditty, as it might be revised by Dr. Mortimer Granville and Mr. James Payn.)
["No one drinks alcoholic liquor (unless it be beer) to quench thirst."—JAMES PAYN.]
In Cellar deep I sit and steep
My soul in GRANVILLE'S logic.
Companions mine, sound ale, good wine—
That foils Teetotal dodge—hic!
With solemn pate our sages prate,
The Pump-slaves neatly pinking.
He's proved an ass, whose days don't pass
In drinking, drinking, drinking!