Chapter 1625 of 1964 · 60 words · ~1 min read

CVII.

With evening came the banquet and the wine; The conversazione--the duet Attuned by voices more or less divine (My heart or head aches with the memory yet). The four Miss Rawbolds in a glee would shine; But the two youngest loved more to be set Down to the harp--because to Music's charms They added graceful necks, white hands and arms.