DANCE TILL DAWN.
Charming maidens, smiling brightly,
Moving gracefully and lightly
As the fawn,
Linger still, let me invite you,
Surely on this short June night you
Dance till dawn.
Till the early bird will get the
Worm, and seaside shrimpers net the
Shrimp or prawn.
Whilst they print the morning paper,
Let us glide and whirl and caper
Till the dawn.
Till, with waking chirp of sparrows,
Early costermongers' barrows
Forth are drawn.
Till the candles flare and gutter.
And the daylight, through the shutter,
Peeps at dawn;
Till the cock is crowing; listen!
And the dainty dewdrops glisten
On the lawn;
Till my pretty partner's posies,
Made of June's delightful roses,
Droop at dawn;
Till my collar's limp and flabby—
Then I hail the sleepy cabby,
As I yawn;
Home, to dream of sweet cheeks blushing
Like the sky, now rosy flushing
At the dawn.
Très Beau-tanical.—An Aladdin-like Magic-Lamp and Magic-Lantern Night at the Botanical Gardens on Wednesday. A thousand additional traditional lamps. The Flower of the Aristocracy, being at the State Ball, is represented by the Aristocracy of Flowers (in the absence of Lord and Lady Battersea, without whom no Floral Fête can be absolutely perfect) in every part of these beautiful gardens. Bands playing; but not sufficient distance between them, so that when they performed, simultaneously, entirely different tunes, the effect was far from soothing to the listeners' nerves. Why not adopt the plan admirably carried out at the Marlborough House Garden Party, where one band having finished, another, at a distance, commenced? Why among the harmony of colours at the Botanical should there be produced by the conflict of two tunes, taken in different times, but played at the same moment, an inharmonious whole?
Ladies' Fashions.—Extremes: Minimum—Bonnet; a ribbon and rosette. Maximum—Hat; a Flower Garden on a Yard of Straw.