The Atlantic Monthly, volume 14, No. 83, September, 1864

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We leavethe reader to draw his own conclusions. He needs no assistance, --for thepicture is painted in bright colors, and the light is thrown with noparsimonious hand upon every corner. It is a curious exhibition of amost unhealthy state of things. It explains a great many of thoseliterary mysteries, which seem so unaccountable, in the most brilliantcapital of the world.
FOOTNOTES: [24] _Elsie Venner_, by Oliver OEendell (_sic_) Holmes.
THE MASKERS.
    Yesternight, as late I strayed Through th
...e orchard's mottled shade, -- Coming to the moonlit alleys, Where the sweet Southwind, that dallies All day with the Queen of Roses, All night on her breast reposes, -- Drinking from the dewy blooms, Silences, and scented glooms Of the warm-breathed summer night, Long, deep draughts of pure delight, -- Quick the shaken foliage parted, And from out its shadows darted Dwarf-like forms, with hideous faces, Cries, contortions, and grimaces. Still I stood beneath the lonely, Sighing lilacs, saying only, -- "Little friends, you can't alarm me; Well I know you would not harm me!" Straightway dropped each painted mask, Sword of lath, and paper casque, And a troop of rosy girls Ran and kissed me through their curls.

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