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what's o'clock
PANTOMIME IN ONE ACT
Certainly the furniture was of satin-wood,
Painted with a lovely design of strawberry flowers and heliotrope,
And the carpet was Aubusson, all pinks and golds.
On it stood frail chairs, their seats covered with green and yellow silk,
A striped pattern, continued and broken in the folds
Of the window-curtains. The clock on the mantelpiece
Was a gay conceit of porcelain flowers springing from fantastic sprigs of ormolu,
And in the book-cases that lined the walls, three bookcases with glass doors and gilded locks, were volumes bound in blue.
The smell of clipped box floated in from the ponte outside, and the sound of a rake
Painted with a lovely design of strawberry flowers and heliotrope,
And the carpet was Aubusson, all pinks and golds.
On it stood frail chairs, their seats covered with green and yellow silk,
A striped pattern, continued and broken in the folds
Of the window-curtains. The clock on the mantelpiece
Was a gay conceit of porcelain flowers springing from fantastic sprigs of ormolu,
And in the book-cases that lined the walls, three bookcases with glass doors and gilded locks, were volumes bound in blue.
The smell of clipped box floated in from the ponte outside, and the sound of a rake
