But after all it is the only "bower"[597]
(In Moore's phrase) where the fashionable fair
Can form a slight acquaintance with fresh air.
LXVII.
Then dress, then dinner, then awakes the world!
Then glare the lamps, then whirl the wheels, then roar
Through street and square fast flashing chariots hurled
Like harnessed meteors; then along the floor
Chalk mimics painting; then festoons are twirled;
Then roll the brazen thunders of the door,