Bobby read his future in women; his girls were omens, changes in the weather, and he'd sit all night in the Gentleman Loser waitin...g for the season to lay a new face down in front of him like a card.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When all who had money and leisure Grew rural o'er ices and wines,... All pleasantly toiling for pleasure, All hungrily pining for pines, And making of beautiful speeches, And marring of beautiful shows, And feeding on delicate peaches, And treading on delicate toes.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Good-night to the Season!--the dances, The fillings of hot little rooms,... The glancings of rapturous glances, The fancyings of fancy costumes; The pleasures which Fashion makes duties, The praisings of fiddles and flutes, The luxury of looking at beauties, The tedium of talking to mutes;LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And when religious sects ran mad, He held, in spite of all his learning,... That if a man's belief is bad, It will not be improved by burning.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
His talk was like a spring, which runs With rapid change from rocks to roses:... It slipped from politics to puns, It passed from Mahomet to Moses; Beginning with the laws which keep The planets in their radiant courses, And ending with some precept deep For dressing eels, or shoeing horses.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If I weren't reasonably placid, I don't think I could cope with this sort of life. To be a diva, you've got to be absolutely like ...a horse.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »