With diamonds the boxes flashed and blazed: Bejewelled orders shone in the parterre. It was a ceremonial night: there were So many gems there that the @3claque@1 amazed Forgot to cheer, and e'en the gas was dazed, So many costly modish splendours there That the cowed gallery people gasped for air The while perspiringly they gazed and praised. The portly little @3diva@1, bribed with gold Enough to make twelve Miltons roll in wealth, Sang, somewhat out of voice, her refrain old. Six wreaths were flung her—th' impresario's part,— Four Grand Dukes went behind the scenes by stealth, And nothing lacked that night save only Art! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 32 by PHILIP SIDNEY THE MEMORY OF THE HEART by DANIEL WEBSTER THE COSMIC TRAIL by EDWIN M. ABBOTT THE PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION: BOOK 3 by MARK AKENSIDE A SOUTHERN NIGHT by MATTHEW ARNOLD THE FINEST DAY OF ONE'S LIFE by JACQUES BARON THE ENTERED APPRENTICES' SONG by MATTHEW BIRKHEAD |