The burden of At Homes! The bore of dressing!
I must be wielding razor, brush, and comb
(The snow has almost stopped—Come, that's a blessing!)
For Mrs. A.'s At Home.
Why am I going? Well, to me the reason
Looms large and clear as Paul's cathedral dome:
The reason's—Nancy, whom I met last season
At Mrs. A.'s At Home.
Hi, hansom! Off we go! Although sweet Nancy
Since then has vanished like a fairy gnome,