Now, sights like these are truly rare,
Coal fires are fashion every where;
Among the so-called class elite,
There is nor stove nor fire in sight.
You wonder?—yes, ’tis even so—
The heat comes somehow from below!
One feels quite lost—things do not fit—
No place to look, no place to sit—
The room is warm—how strange to me—
And yet no fire to stir or see!