Hence the soft couch, and many-colour'd robe, The timbrel and arch'd dome and costly feast, With all th' inventive arts that nurse the soul To forms of beauty (..)
(RQ:Chmbrs YngrSt)
"I ought to arise and go forth with timbrels and with dances; but, do you know, I am not inclined to revels? There has been a little—just a very little bit too much festivity so far …. Not that I don't adore dinners and gossip and dances; not that I do not love to pervade bright and glittering places.(nb..)"