We bear our shades about us; self-deprived
Of other screen, the thin umbrella spread,
And range an read more

We bear our shades about us; self-deprived
Of other screen, the thin umbrella spread,
And range an Indian waste without a tree.

It is the habitual carriage of the umbrella that is the stamp of
Respectability. The umbrella has become the read more

It is the habitual carriage of the umbrella that is the stamp of
Respectability. The umbrella has become the acknowledged index
of social position. . . . Crusoe was rather a moralist than a
pietist, and his leaf-umbrella is as fine an example of the
civilized mind striving to express itself under adverse
circumstances as we have ever met with.

The tucked-up sempstress walks hasty strides,
While streams run down her oil'd umbrella's sides.

The tucked-up sempstress walks hasty strides,
While streams run down her oil'd umbrella's sides.

It is not for nothing, either, that the umbrella has become the
very foremost badge of modern civilization--the Urim read more

It is not for nothing, either, that the umbrella has become the
very foremost badge of modern civilization--the Urim and Thummim
of respectability. . . . So strongly do we feel on this point,
indeed, that we are almost inclined to consider all who possess
really well-conditioned umbrellas as worthy of the Franchise.

Of doues I haue a dainty paire
Which, when you please to take the aier,
About your read more

Of doues I haue a dainty paire
Which, when you please to take the aier,
About your head shall gently houer,
Your cleere browe from the sunne to couer,
And with their nimble wings shall fan you
That neither cold nor heate shall tan you,
And like umbrellas, with their feathers
Sheeld you in all sorts of weathers.

The American people never carry an umbrella. They prepare to walk in eternal sunshine.

The American people never carry an umbrella. They prepare to walk in eternal sunshine.

Good housewives all the winter's rage despise,
Defended by the riding-hood's disguise;
Or, underneath the umbrella's oily read more

Good housewives all the winter's rage despise,
Defended by the riding-hood's disguise;
Or, underneath the umbrella's oily shade,
Safe through the wet on clinking pattens tread,
Let Persian dames the unbrella's ribs display,
To guard their beauties from the sunny ray;
Or sweating slaves support the shady load,
When eastern monarchs show their state abroad;
Britain in winter only knows its aid,
To guard from chilling showers the walking maid.

Let a smile be your umbrella, and you'll end up with a face full of rain.

Let a smile be your umbrella, and you'll end up with a face full of rain.

When my water-proof umbrella proved a sieve, sieve, sieve,
When my shiny new umbrella proved a sieve.

When my water-proof umbrella proved a sieve, sieve, sieve,
When my shiny new umbrella proved a sieve.