“O Love! when Womanhood is in the flush, And Man a pure unspotted thing, His first breathed word, and her half-conscious blush, Are fair as light in Heaven--or flowers in Spring!” All the _élite_ in London know these bits of pasteboard well, and all the _élite_ like to avail themselves of Lady Beranger’s invitation, for Lady Beranger’s house is one of the swellest in town, and offers multifarious attractions.…
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