XXXVII + 

The fire sinks low. An ashy cloak + 

The golden ember now enshrines, + 

And barely visible the smoke + 

Upward in a thin stream inclines. + 

But little warmth the fireplace lends, + 

Tobacco smoke the flue ascends, + 

The goblet still is bubbling bright⁠— + 

Outside descend the mists of night. + 

How pleasantly the evening jogs + 

When o’er a glass with friends we prate + 

Just at the hour we designate + 

The time between the wolf and dogs⁠— + 

I cannot tell on what pretence⁠— + 

But lo! the friends to chat commence. + 