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IT'S everywhere that women fair invite and please my eye, / And that on dress I lay much stress I can't and sha'n't deny: / The English dame who's all aflame with divers colors bright, / The Teuton belle, the ma'moiselle, -- all give me keen delight; / And yet I'll say, go where I may, I never yet have seen / A dress that's quite as grand a sight as was that bombazine.
Now, you must know 'twas years ago this quaint but noble gown / Flashed in one day, the usual way, upon our solemn town. / 'Twas Fisk who sold for sordid gold that gravely scrumptious thing, -- / Jim Fisk, the man who drove a span that would have joyed a king, -- / And grandma's eye fell with a sigh upon that sombre sheen, / And grandpa's purse looked much the worse for grandma's bombazine.