SENT A M. AGASSIZ, on Christmas Eve 1864,
WITH VARIOUS WINE CART

Academy in compliance
Notwithstanding the impropriety
As a result of the topic,
Ture lure,
There will point temperature;
Noel! ture–lure–lure.
– – Gui Barozai

When the stars Noel
Brilliant, exciting to heaven
Six swashbucklers, and everyone drunk,
Gaiment sang in the ice,
"Good friends,
Agassiz So going home! "

These illustrious Pelerins
Overseas Nimble and purposes,
Giving airs priest,
The environmental claims to be
"Good friends,
Jean Rudolph Agassiz! "

Oeil de Perdrix, big joker,
Blameless and shameless,
In his patois of Burgundy,
Nothing like a drunkard,
"Good friends,
I dance in Agassiz! "

Verzenay the Champagne,
Bon French, New Yorquois point,
But around Avize,
Fredonne repeatedly
"Good friends,
I sing at Agassiz! "

In walked an old document
Hidalgo, but not sparkling;
At the time of Charlemagne
His father was Spanish Grand!
"Good friends,
I dine at Agassiz! "

Behind them a Bordeaux,
Gascon, if it was ever
Flavor poesie
Laughed, sang, full of life,
"Good friends,
I have soup at Agassiz! "

With this beautiful cadet roux,
Arm and arm,
Mine Altieri and dull color,
Sire came from Sauterne;
"Good friends,
I layer in Agassiz! "

But the last of these warriors,
Was a poor Chartreux
Who said, a robust tone,
"Just the blessings on!
Good friends,
Pere Agassiz bless! "

They come three has three,
Climb the stairs of wood
Clopin–smoke! What policeman
Can this racket,
Good friends,
At the door Agassiz!

"Open therefore, my good Lord,
Open quickly and have fear;
Open, open, because we are
People of good and gentlemen,
Good friends
Agassiz of the family! "

Shhh, ganache! shut up!
It is too your glouglous;
Save the Philosophers
Your abhorrent stanzas!
Good friends,
Heed my Agassiz!