Warm-lighted glances, Love’s ephemeræ,
Shoot gayly o’er the dishes and the wine.
We waken envy of our happy lot.
Fast, sweet, and golden shows our marriage knot.
Dear guests, you now have seen Love’s corpse-light shine!
George Meredith.
MIDGES
SHE is talking æsthetics, the dear, clever teacher!
Upon man, and his functions, she speaks with a smile;