, 1881-10-16

Of being occasionally snupbcd and bullicd.
i The maidcns then nrpear singing:
In u dolefu train
Two nnd two We walk all day,
i For we love tn win.
Ill.,: None 50 sorrowful rs they
| Who can only sigh and say -~7-
Wo is me. aackatlay.
They decline to greet their former swee
hearts, the dragons, who sing:
| Now Is not this ridiculous, aud is not this pre
| Postcrous,
a thorough pAced absurd!ty-esplnin it IL 20
Instead OF rushing eagerly to cherish Us an
! foster us,
They all prefer this melancholy literary man.
Bnnthor71e enters, and after struggling wit
! his muse for time, he evolves tho following II
! specimen poem. ITO understand it," he suys
| "cftng p:tssi0untcly to one another and think o
| fAlut lilies:
/ HOLLOW, HOLLOW, HOLLOW!
| What time the poet hath hymueu
The xrithiug niaid, lithe-imbed.
| Qutrering OIL aUlarnnthinG asphodel,
/ How can he pnint her vices,
| knowing, us well as he knows.
That I'LL can be set right with calonel?
| When from the poets plinth
| The anoruus cotocynth
yearns for the aloe, faint with rapturou:
How can he hymn their throes,
Knowing, us well us he knows,
That they are only y1ncompoundel pills?
"How purely fragraut!" and '1 How earnestly
sion.
Shortly after this, Bunthorns has recitatiye;
he Is alone OH the stage and sings:
Am alone and unobseryct? am!
Then let mt own! I'm an AESTHETIC sham,
This air severe is but mere veneer!
This cynic smile Is but vile Of guile!
This costume chaste is but good taste mis-
ptnce1l
Let me eonfess! 4 lauguid love Of lilies does
Lank limbs and hngsard cheeks do not delight
mel
do do not not iong FOR ali one sees that's 81 .iapanese, %
[ am not tond OF utterlng p1atitu1eS in stunned
glass attitudes.
In short my IuedievnIism's affcctation
Born Of tt morbid love Of admirattont
II you're anxious for to shine in the high
AESTHETIC line
as a inu0 OF culture rare,
You must get up nll the germs Of the trans
cenentai terms,
And plant them evcryWhere;
1oll must lie UPON the daisies, and discourse in
OF your complicated state of mint,
The meaning doesn't matter, it's only idle
Of ,rausceudcntal kind.
And every one will say, Us you walk your mystic
way:
"If this young man expresses himself in terms
too deep for me,
What . very sinEuiafl ;n,!i deer young man this
= At the conclusion Of the net tho poet Bum
thor71c is about to be rnt1icd on, when GrosreHor
appears Tho maidens cxclafsn: - He IS esthet-
ic!' to which he replies: '*Ye5! yes! ! iIS-
thetic and pcetic!" 'Then we love you,' rejotn
the rnaidens. who Immediately group them
selves around him and desert Uh4AthoF71c, who
rival.
Jane opens the second act with a solo:
Sad is that wo1nan's lot who year by year
Sees. one by one, her beauties disappear
The scene is a glade With a small lake, upon
the shore Of which Jalle Is sitting and accompa~
nyiug herself on Il bass-Tiol: /
Stouter than used to be,
Still more corpulcnt grow /:
There will be too much OF me !
In the cunning by-and-by- |
;he continues.
Grnsrcror then reads a poem, during which |
nc admirluS group Of aesthetic maidens think /
It nothing at all':
J emile Jane was a3 good as gold:
Sue always did rs she was told:
She never spoke when her mouth was full. 90
)r caught blue bottles their legs to pull,
]r split plum-jam OH her nice new frock,
)r put white mice In tho eisht-day clock.
]r riytsected her last new doll.
)r fostcred q passion for alcohol:
And when she grew up she was given In mat- /
riage
10 nrst-class Earl who keeps his carriage.
The Dungeons, in order to regain the love of
he maideus. become esthetic, ind appear
lressed in Imitation ut the poets EuHtorIle aud |
;rotrenor. Their song "a trioi begins:
is clear that medieval art alone retains its
XeSt,
% charm and please It's devotees we've done
We're NOT quite sure 1t all We do has the Early
tut, Is far as ~ can judge, it's something like
~ou hold yourself like this, you hold yourself
like that;
ge venture to expect that what we recoilect.
hougn but part Of true High Art, will have
Z this Is not exactly right ne hope you won't
upbra1d,