It was a mad orgy of imagination , wassailing in the skull of a dying man who half sobbed under his breath and was quick with the wild flutter of fading heart-beats .
那是想像力的疯狂的盛筵，在一个垂死的人的头脑里祝酒，垂死者气息奄奄地哭泣着，衰微不去的心脏却仍然狂跳。
wassailing