  The plate-glass windows gleam in the sun In the Tuileries Castle gaily; And yet the well-known spectres of old Still walk about in it daily. Queen Marie Antoinette still doth haunt The famous pavilion of Flora; With strict etiquette she holds her court At each return of Aurora. Full dress’d are the ladies,—they most of them stand, On tabourets others are sitting, With dresses of satin and gold brocade, Hung with lace and jewels befitting. Their waists are small, their hoop-petticoats swell, And from underneath them are peeping Their high-heel’d feet, that so pretty appear,— If their heads were but still in their keeping! Not one of the number a head has on, The queen herself in that article Is wanting, and so Her Majesty boasts Of frizzling not one particle. Yes, she with toupÉe as high as a tower, In dignity so resplendent, Maria Theresa’s daughter fair, The German CÆsar’s descendant, She, curlless and headless, now must walk Amongst her maids of honour, Who, equally headless and void of curls, Are humbly waiting upon her. All this from the French Revolution has sprung, And its doctrines so pernicious, From Jean Jacques Rousseau and the guillotine, And Voltaire the malicious. Yet strange though it be, I shrewdly think That none of these hapless creatures Have ever observed how dead they are, How devoid of head and features. The first dame d’atour a linen shift brings, And makes a reverence lowly; The second hands it to the queen, And both retire then slowly. The third and fourth ladies curtsy and kneel Before the queen discreetly, That they may be able to draw on Her Majesty’s stockings neatly. A maid of honour curtsying brings Her Majesty’s robe for the morning; Another with curtsies her petticoat holds And assists at the queen’s adorning. The mistress of the robes with her fan Stands by, the time beguiling; And as her head is unhappily gone, With her other end she is smiling. The sun his inquisitive glances throws Inside the draperied casement; But when the apparitions he sees, He starts in fearful amazement. |
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