[A West-end hosier advertises suite of Pyjamas in his window as "the latest styles in slumber-wear.") All hail, O hosier; deem me not abstird 'That I should thank thee for so apt a word. *Tis thus that Modesty our language trims Where men say "logs" she fly whispers And; while they fume and rage in angry stu? the' big D—and substitutes a ther, Speaks not of "trousers"—that were. sin and shame Turns "shirts" to "shifts," and, blushing "Continuations" isthe gentler name:
like the rose, a Converts the lowly stocking into "*hose."" Thus thou, my hosier, profferes: me a pair these, the latest style of slamper-weer,
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.