Nothing to SayA Slight Slap at Mobocratic Snobbery, Which Has 'Nothing to Do' with 'Nothing to Wear'
Stop!

Drop

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Your subject, and don’t again begin it

Till you tell us: What did Charity wear?

Was her dress of moire antique, or satin;

Or was it plain muslin—just like that in

Which love-lorn maidens on the stage

Go raving crazy?—and had she a page?

Did she wear hoops? and what sort of a bonnet?

And tell us, what kind of trimming was on it?

What—” Stop, stop, dear ladies, it isn’t fair

To question thus closely a modest young man.

If I could tell the items, I would, I declare;

For I always oblige you whenever I can.

I know that of dresses she has a variety,

Though vanity’s not her predominant passion,

She was costumed, no doubt, with the greatest propriety,

In the very extreme of the reigning fashion.

Well! she stopped to listen, a minute or more,


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