jewels-worn

Updated: July 3, 2025

And the road to the opera seems the same as that leading to the house of the old hostess. A gaily-equipped carriage approaches. We hear the loud, coarse laughing of those it so buoyantly bears, then there comes full to view the glare of yellow silks and red satins, and doubtful jewels-worn by denizens from whose faded brows the laurel wreath hath fallen.

F. Colburn (Francis Colburn) Adams - Justice in the By-Ways, a Tale of Life