1847 Oxford night caps (4th edition)

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In banquet-hall 'tis meetest To raise the echoing laugh : In jocund hour 'tis sweetest The bowl's deep flood to quaff. Aye ! Let voice and heart be free ! And 'midst the din of shout and song Let all feast merrily ! my sons, to glory ! Gro climb the steeps of fame ! Go ! and in future story Enrol your shining name ! May no dark cloud obscure your sky ; No fear your soul dismay : Nor keener sorrow dim your eye Than claims the tear to-day ! let your mirth be loud and long ! Go forth,

Recipe.

Three quarts of ale, sweetened with refined

finely pulverized, and served up in a

sugar

bowl with six roasted apples floating in it.