CUPS AND THEIR CUSTOMS.
"Touch brim! touch foot! the wine is red,
And leaps to the lips of the free;
Our wassail true is quickly said,'—
Comrade! I drink to thee I
" Touch foot! touch brim I who cores ? who cares ?
Brothers in sorrow or glee,
Glory or danger each gallantly shares:
Comrade I I drink to thee !•
'*Touch hrim! touch foot! once again, old friend,
Though the present our last draught he;
We were hoys—we are men—we '31 be true to the end:
Brother I I drink to thee!"
8MC0WB EDITION.
L ONDON ;
JOB!" VAJf YOOBSI, PATEBFOSfE l BOW.