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Poem
December 10, 1882
New York Tribune
New York, New York County, New York
What is this article about?
A lyrical description of entering a lady's exquisitely decorated parlor with exotic furnishings, where the speaker is greeted and brings violets evoking spring, hoping for privacy.
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HER PARLOR.
From The Boston Transcript.
The way into her parlor is "up a winding stair":
Gay Japanese umbrellas are fastened here and there.
And fans and peacock feathers hang with a careless air.
The door is low and curtained. I enter—overhead
Glistens a gilded cobweb; with reverence I tread
Upon a Turkish prayer-rug in blue, old gold and red.
A stand is set with dishes, fashioned in years ago;
Blue platters on the mantel, and by the fire's glow
A screen, whose crimson poppies are nodding in a row.
My lady greets me smiling; the violets I bring
Fill all the little parlor with happy thoughts of spring;
Shadows dance on the ceiling-I hope no one will ring.
Henry Lewis.
From The Boston Transcript.
The way into her parlor is "up a winding stair":
Gay Japanese umbrellas are fastened here and there.
And fans and peacock feathers hang with a careless air.
The door is low and curtained. I enter—overhead
Glistens a gilded cobweb; with reverence I tread
Upon a Turkish prayer-rug in blue, old gold and red.
A stand is set with dishes, fashioned in years ago;
Blue platters on the mantel, and by the fire's glow
A screen, whose crimson poppies are nodding in a row.
My lady greets me smiling; the violets I bring
Fill all the little parlor with happy thoughts of spring;
Shadows dance on the ceiling-I hope no one will ring.
Henry Lewis.
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Love Courtship
What keywords are associated?
Parlor Description
Lady Visit
Japanese Umbrellas
Turkish Rug
Spring Violets
What entities or persons were involved?
Henry Lewis.
Poem Details
Title
Her Parlor.
Author
Henry Lewis.
Subject
Visit To Her Parlor
Form / Style
Rhymed Stanzas
Key Lines
The Way Into Her Parlor Is "Up A Winding Stair":
My Lady Greets Me Smiling; The Violets I Bring
Fill All The Little Parlor With Happy Thoughts Of Spring;
Shadows Dance On The Ceiling I Hope No One Will Ring.