And wool-knit slippers, comfortable and pretty,

To the radiant breakfast table trotted down,

Inclined to have some frolic and be witty

(As frolicsome as any in the City)

And chaff his daughters in his usual style;

Minutiæ omitted in this ditty,

For to relate 'twould not be worth the while,

I therefore must, my reader, meet you with denial.[8]

[8]

XX.

The window,—French they called it, I'm not sure

If such in France are often to be seen,

Not quite a window, but more like a door,

'Twould do for both, whichever one they mean,—

Opened upon a lawn of smiling green,

Which, with a modest rockery behind,

Displayed, in fact, a most enchanting scene

To those who were at all that way inclined,

With such artistic taste was it indeed designed.

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