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HEADLONG HALL.
preserve; and this calm and temperate use of wine was, no doubt, what Homer meant to inculcate, when he said:
Παρ δε δεπας οινοιο, πιειν ὁτε θυμος ανωγος[1].
Squire Headlong.
Good. Pass the bottle.
(Un morne silence).
Sir Christopher does not seem to have raised our spirits. Chromatic, favour us with a specimen of your vocal powers. Something in point.
Mr. Chromatic, without further preface, immediately struck up the following
SONG.
In his last binn Sir Peter lies,
Who knew not what it was to frown:
Death took him mellow, by surprise,
And in his cellar stopped him down.
In his last binn Sir Peter lies,
Who knew not what it was to frown:
Death took him mellow, by surprise,
And in his cellar stopped him down.
- ↑ A cup of wine at hand, to drink as inclination prompts.
