o hand, rhymed richly and not at all, as destitute of sense as the gesture of the tree and the sound of the wind, which have their birth in the vapor of pipes, and are dissipated and take their flight with them.
This is the couplet by which the group replied to Tholomyes'' harangue:-- "The father turkey-cocks so grave Some money to an agent gave, That master good Clermont-Tonnerre Might be made pope on Saint Johns'' day fair. But this good Clermont could not be Made pope, because no priest was he; And then their agent, whose wrath burned, With all their money back returned."
This was not calculated to calm Tholomyes'' improvisation; he emptied his glass, filled, refilled it, and began again:--
"Down with wisdom!
Forget all that I have said.
Let us be neither prudes nor prudent men nor prudhommes.
I propose a toast to mirth; be merry.
Let us complete our course of law by folly and eating!Indigestion and the digest.
Let Justinian be the male, and Feasting, the female!
Joy in the depths!
Live, O creation!
The world is a great diamond.
I am happy.
The birds are astonishing.What a festival everywhere!
The nightingale is a gratuitous Elleviou.Summer, I salute thee!
O Luxembourg!
O Georgics of the Rue Madame, and of the Allee de l''Observatoire! O pensive infantry soldiers!O all those charming nurses who, while they guard the children, amuse themselves!