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Dresses for breakfasts, and dinners, and balls.
Dresses to sit in, and stand in, and walk in;
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Dresses for breakfasts, and dinners, and balls.
Dresses to sit in, and stand in, and walk in;
Dresses to dance in, and flirt in, and talk in,
Dresses in which to do nothing at all;
Dresses for Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall;
All of them different in color and shape.
Silk, muslin, and lace, velvet, satin, and crape,
Brocade and broadcloth, and other material,
Quite as expensive and much more ethereal.
A vest as admired Voltiger had on,
Which from this Island's foes his grandsire won,
Whose artful read more
A vest as admired Voltiger had on,
Which from this Island's foes his grandsire won,
Whose artful colour pass'd the Tyrian dye,
Obliged to triumph in this legacy.
Who seems most hideous when adorned the most.
[Lat., Che quant' era piu ornata, era piu brutta.]
Who seems most hideous when adorned the most.
[Lat., Che quant' era piu ornata, era piu brutta.]
He that is proud of the rustling of his silks, like a madman,
laughs at the ratling of his read more
He that is proud of the rustling of his silks, like a madman,
laughs at the ratling of his fetters. For indeed, Clothes ought
to be our remembrancers of our lost innocency.
How his eyes languish! how his thoughts adore
That painted coat, which Joseph never wore!
He shows, read more
How his eyes languish! how his thoughts adore
That painted coat, which Joseph never wore!
He shows, on holidays, a sacred pin,
That touch'd the ruff, that touched Queen Bess' chin.
After all there is something about a wedding-gown prettier than
in any other gown in the world.
After all there is something about a wedding-gown prettier than
in any other gown in the world.
Miss Flora McFlimsey of Madison Square,
Has made three separate journeys to Paris,
And her father assures read more
Miss Flora McFlimsey of Madison Square,
Has made three separate journeys to Paris,
And her father assures me each time she was there
That she and her friend Mrs. Harris . . .
Spent six consecutive weeks, without shopping
In one continuous round of shopping,-- . . .
And yet, though scarce three months have passed since the day
This merchandise went on twelve carts, up Broadway,
This same Miss McFlimsey of Madison Square
The last time we met was in utter despair
Becasue she had nothing whatever to wear.
O fair undress, best dress! it checks no vein,
But every flowing limb in pleasure drowns,
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O fair undress, best dress! it checks no vein,
But every flowing limb in pleasure drowns,
And heightens ease with grace.
