Oh, Mirth and Innocence! Oh, Milk and Water!

Ye happy mixtures of more happy days!

In these sad centuries of sin and slaughter,

Abominable Man no more allays

His thirst with such pure beverage. No matter,

I love you both, and both shall have my praise:

Oh, for old Saturn's reign of sugar-candy!—-

Meantime I drink to your return in brandy.