The alabaster of my neck is four-and-six per pot.
And I line my eyes like this (does so).
I mark my veins like that (does so),
Fill up this wrinkle so, lay this excrescence flat (does so)
I fix and I cement (does so),
I powder, puff, and scent (does so),
Until, at last, my form is fit in public to present!
Truth. Christmas Number, 1884.
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“The St. James’s Gazette” on Mr. Joseph Chamberlain in 1885.