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Canto the First
XII
ОглавлениеOne morn whilst yet in bed he lay,
His valet brings him letters three.
What, invitations? The same day
As many entertainments be!
A ball here, there a children’s treat,
Whither shall my rapscallion flit?
Whither shall he go first? He’ll see,
Perchance he will to all the three.
Meantime in matutinal dress
And hat surnamed a “Bolivar”[5]
He hies unto the “Boulevard,”
To loiter there in idleness
Until the sleepless Breguet chime[6]
Announcing to him dinner-time.
5
À la “Bolivar”, from the founder of Bolivian independence.
6
M. Breguet, a celebrated Parisian watchmaker – hence a slang term for a watch.
