XIII + 

’Tis dark. He seats him in a sleigh, + 

“Drive on!” the cheerful cry goes forth, + 

His furs are powdered on the way + 

By the fine silver of the north. + 

He bends his course to Talon’s, where + 

He knows Kavèrine will repair. + 

He enters. High the cork arose + 

And Comet champagne foaming flows. + 

Before him red roast beef is seen + 

And truffles, dear to youthful eyes, + 

Flanked by immortal Strasbourg pies, + 

The choicest flowers of French cuisine, + 

And Limburg cheese alive and old + 

Is seen next pine-apples of gold. + 