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lack of the old Sherris sack, Of Hippocras fine, or of Malmsey bright; And aye, as he drained off his cup with a smack, He grew less pious and more polite. She pledged him once, and she pledged him twice, And she drank as Lady ought not to drink; And he pressed her hand 'neath the table thrice, And he winked as Abbot ought not to wink. And Peter the Prior, and Francis the Friar, Sat each with a napkin under his chin; But Roger the Monk got excessively drunk, So they put him to bed, and they tucked him in! The lay-brothers gazed on each other, amazed; And Simon the Deacon, with grief and surprise. As he peeped through the key-hole, could scarce fancy real The scene he beheld, or believe his own eyes. In his ear was ringing the Lord Abbot singing-- He could not distinguish the words very plain, But 'twas all about "Cole," and "jolly old Soul," And "Fiddlers," and "Punch," and things quite as profane. Even Porter Paul, at the sound of such reveling, With fervor himself began to bless; For he thought he must somehow have let the Devil in-- And perhaps was not very much out in his guess. The Accusing Byers[1] "flew up to Heaven's Chancery," Blushing like scarlet with shame and concern; The Archangel took down his tale, and in answer he Wept (see the works of the late Mr. Sterne). Indeed, it is said, a less taking both were in When, after a lapse of a great many years, They booked Uncle Toby five shillings for swearing, And blotted the fine out again with their tears! But St. Nicholas's agony who may paint? His senses at first were well-nigh gone; The beatified saint was ready to faint When he saw in his Abbey such sad goings on! For never, I ween, had such doings been seen There before, from the time that most excellent Prince, Earl Baldwin of Flanders, and other Commanders, Had built and endowed it some centuries since. --But hark--'tis a sound from the outermost gate: A startling sound from a powerful blow.-- Who knocks so late?--it is half after eight By the clock,--and the clock's five minutes too slow. Never, perhaps, had such loud double raps Been heard in St. Nicholas's Abbey before; All agreed "it was shocking to ke
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