When
I stroll out with maidens fair,
In
soft and stilly weather,
I
love to see the darlings’ hats,
With lofty plume and feather.
But
when I’m in the theatre,
With two or three before,
‘Tis
then I wish the vixens had
The hats their mothers wore.
Dec.
7, 1893
Pub.
in B.
Courier,
April 8,
1894
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