The Poems and Prose of Ernest Dowson - With a memoir by Arthur Symons by Ernest Christopher Dowson
page 87 of 208 (41%)
page 87 of 208 (41%)
![]() | ![]() |
|
|
THE LADY Society? PIERROT I mean the very best Pardy! thou wouldst not hear about the rest. I know it not, but am a _petit maitre_ At rout and festival and _bal champetre_ But since example be instruction's ease, Let's play the thing.--Now, Madame, if you please! [_He helps her to rise, and leads her forward: then he kisses her hand, bowing over it with a very courtly air._] THE LADY What am I, then? PIERROT A most divine Marquise! Perhaps that attitude hath too much ease. [_Passes her._]Ah, that is better! To complete the plan, Nothing is necessary save a fan. THE LADY Cool is the night, what needs it? PIERROT Madame, pray Reflect, it is essential to our play. |
|


