at the villa of the baron de signac
where i spent a somewhat infamous year
at the villa of the baron de signac
i had ladies in attendance
fire-opal pendants. liaisons! what’s happened to them?
liaisons today. disgraceful! what’s become of them?
some of them
hardly pay their shoddy way. what once was a rare champagne
is now just an amiable hock
what once was a villa
at least
is digs.” what once was a gown with train is now just a simple little frock what once was a sumptuous feast is figs. no–not even figs–raisins! ah liaisons! now where was i? oh yes. at the palace of the duke of ferrara who was prematurely deaf but a dear at the palace of the duke of ferrara i acquired some position plus a tiny titian. liaisons! what’s happened to them? liaisons today. to see them–indiscriminate women it pains me more than i can say the lack of taste that they display! where is style? where is skill? where is forethought? where’s discretion of the heart? where’s passion in the art? where’s craft? with a smile and a will but with more thought i acquired a chateau extravagantly overstaffed. too many people muddle sex with mere desire and when emotion intervenes the nets descend. it should on no account perplex or worse inspire; it’s but a pleasurable means to a measurable end. why does no one comprehend? let us hope this lunacy’s just a trend. now where was i? where was i? oh yes. in the castle of the king of the belgians in the castle of the king of the belgians who when things got rather touchy deeded me a duchy. liaisons! what’s happened to them? liaisons today. untidy! take my daughter i taught her i tried my best to point the way. i even named her desiree. in a world where the kings are employers where the amateur prevails and delicacy fails to pay in a world where the princes are lawyers what can anyone expect except to recollect liaisons!”
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