text,updated_at,metaphor,created_at,context,theme,reviewed_on,dictionary,comments,provenance,id,work_id "SECOND LADY
Child! we must quit these visionary scenes,
And end our follies when we end our teens;
These bagatelles we must relinquish now,
And good matronic gentlewomen grow:
Fancy no more on airy wings shall rise,
We now must scold the maids, and make the pies
;
Verse is a folly--we must get above it,
And yet I know not how it is--I love it.
(ll. 1-9, pp. 325)
",2009-09-14 19:41:00 UTC,"""Fancy no more on airy wings shall rise, / We now must scold the maids, and make the pies.""",2003-07-28 00:00:00 UTC,I have not read the whole play. Lonsdale excerpts an exchange from the epilogue. ,"",2009-07-31,"","•Verse must be gotten ""above,"" but not with ""airy wings""!",Reading,14483,5395