Lingering here in semi-darkness,
And addressing mournful lyrics
To the furniture about me.”
Truth. February 28, 1884.
The Old Arm-Chair.
[“A German Professor has discovered that all the woodwork about our houses has power to absorb ‘noxious juices’ while still growing in its native forest, and that when a tree becomes part of the domestic furniture, and is cut up into chairs and tables and bookshelves, it immediately begins to pour its ‘noxious juices’ out into the air of the room.”—Daily Paper.]
I dread it, I dread it! and who shall dare
To chide me for dreading that old arm-chair?
I’ve treasured it long as an antique prize,