Andsteppedatonceintoacoolerclime。CowperKEATSfellbyacriticism。Whowasitdiedof“TheAndromache“？{*1}
Ignoblesouls！DeL’Omeletteperishedofanortolan。L’histoireenestbreve。Assistme，SpiritofApicius！
Agoldencageborethelittlewingedwanderer，enamored，melting，indolent，totheChausseeD’Antin，fromitshomeinfarPeru。FromitsqueenlypossessorLaBellissima，totheDucDeL’Omelette，sixpeersoftheempireconveyedthehappybird。
ThatnighttheDucwastosupalone。IntheprivacyofhisbureauhereclinedlanguidlyonthatottomanforwhichhesacrificedhisloyaltyinoutbiddinghiskingthenotoriousottomanofCadet。
Heburieshisfaceinthepillow。Theclockstrikes！Unabletorestrainhisfeelings，hisGraceswallowsanolive。Atthismomentthedoorgentlyopenstothesoundofsoftmusic，andlo！themostdelicateofbirdsisbeforethemostenamoredofmen！ButwhatinexpressibledismaynowovershadowsthecountenanceoftheDuc？