Ring for your valet—bid him quickly bring

Some hock and soda-water,[162] then you'll know

A pleasure worthy Xerxes the great king;

For not the blest sherbet, sublimed with snow,[163]Nor the first sparkle of the desert-spring,

Nor Burgundy in all its sunset glow,[BY]After long travel, Ennui, Love, or Slaughter,

Vie with that draught of hock and soda-water!