1860 Oxford Night Caps

45

Sliall all ouv singing now be o'er, Since Cbristmas carols fail? No! let us shout one stanza more In praise of Brasenose Ale! A fig for Horace and hisjuice, Faleniian and Massic; Far hotter drink can wo produce, Though 'tis not quite so Classic. Not all the liquors Homo e'er had Can heat our matchless Beer; Apicius' self had gone stark mad. To taste such noble cheer.

Brasenose Verses are not always confined to tlie mere praise of the Beer,for sometimes a particular circumstance or event which may have happened during the past year is alluded to, as will he seen by the following lines.

See where yon goblet beaming Invites the wistful eye! "Whose smile luxuriant gleaming Proclaims a fragrance nigh I