Interludes and Undertones, or, Music at Twilight By Charles Mackay |
| 3 |  |
| I. |
| II. |
| III. |
| IV. |
| V. |
| VI. |
| VII. |
| VIII. |
| IX. |
| X. |
| XI. |
| XII. |
| XIII. |
| XIV. |
| XV. |
| XVI. |
| XVII. |
| XVIII. |
| XIX. |
| XX. |
| XXI. |
| XXII. |
| XXIII. |
| XXIV. |
| XXV. |
| XXVI. |
| XXVII. |
| XXVIII. |
| XXIX.. |
| XXX. |
| XXXI. |
| XXXII. |
| XXXIII. |
| XXXIV. |
| XXXV. |
| XXXVI. |
| XXXVII. |
| XXXVIII. |
| XXXIX. |
| XL. |
| XLI. |
| XLII. |
| XLIII. |
| XLIV. |
| XLV. |
| XLVI. |
| XLVII. |
| XLVIII. |
| XLIX. |
| L. |
| LI. |
| LII. |
| LIII. |
| LIV. |
| LV. |
| LVI. |
| LVII. |
| LVIII. |
| LIX. |
| LX. |
| LXI. |
| LXII. |
| LXIII. |
| LXIV. |
| LXV. |
| LXVI. |
| LXVII. |
| LXVIII. |
| LXIX. |
| LXX. |
| LXXI. |
| LXXII. |
| LXXIII. |
| LXXIV. |
| LXXV. | LXXV. PEARLS BEFORE A HOG.
|
| LXXVI. |
| LXXVII. |
| LXXVIII. |
| LXXIX. |
| LXXX. |
| LXXXI. |
| LXXXII. |
| LXXXIII. |
| LXXIV. |
| LXXXV. |
| LXXXVI. |
| LXXXVII. |
| LXXXVIII. |
| LXXXIX. |
| XC. |
| XCI. |
| XCII. |
| XCIII. |
| XCIV. |
| XCV. |
| XCVI. |
| XCVII. |
| XCVIII. |
| XCIX. |
| C. |
| CI. |
| CII. |
| CIII. |
| CIV. |
| CV. |
| CVI. |
| CVII. |
| CVIII. |
| CIX. |
| CX. |
| CXI. |
| CXII. |
| CXIII. |
| CXIV. |
| CXV. |
| CXVI. |
| CXVII. |
| CXVIII. |
| CXIX. |
| CXX. |
| CXXI. |
| CXXII. |
| CXXIII. |
| CXXIV. |
| CXXV. |
| CXXVI. |
 | CXXVII. |
| 3 | CXXVIII. |
| CXXIX. |
| CXXX. |
| CXXXI. |
| CXXXII. |
 | Interludes and Undertones, or, Music at Twilight |  |
97
LXXV. PEARLS BEFORE A HOG.
We passed the Chablis with the fish,
He drank and made no sign,
He was a man of mighty mark
That we had brought to dine.
He drank and made no sign,
He was a man of mighty mark
That we had brought to dine.
We gave him Clicquot, dry and iced,
He sipped—not drained the glass;
And next we served Château Lafitte,—
He let the bottle pass.
He sipped—not drained the glass;
And next we served Château Lafitte,—
He let the bottle pass.
What could be done with churl like this?
We tried the Clos Vougeot
And Carton Pierre, two royal drinks
That cheer our world of woe.
We tried the Clos Vougeot
And Carton Pierre, two royal drinks
That cheer our world of woe.
He drank, and said, “These wines, no doubt,
Are pleasant in their kind,
But to my taste a pint of beer
Were worth them all combined.”
Are pleasant in their kind,
But to my taste a pint of beer
Were worth them all combined.”
| Interludes and Undertones, or, Music at Twilight | |