- This was a merry life for the Baron of Grogzwig, and a merrier still for the baron's retainers, who drank Rhine wine every night
- till they fell under the table, and then had the bottles on the floor, and called for pipes. Never were such jolly, roystering, rollicking,
- merry-making blades, as the jovial crew of Grogzwig. But the pleasures of the table, or the pleasures of under the table,
- require a little variety; especially when the same five-and-twenty people sit daily down to the same board, to discuss the same subjects,
- and tell the same stories.
