She took a walk in St James Park (she took the air in St James Square)
She used to ride on a horse - sweet Virginia
Riding pillion, giving her opinion,
Yes she was riding pillion giving her opinion
Wouldn’t it be nice if it could all blow over
Wouldn’t it be great, now she’s in clover
Breathing in furs
And prancing
Prancing all over
But what has happened to dear Septimus (what’s occurred is so absurd)
Now he’s always laughing crying making her write things down (how can she
do it)
Hand grown so thin she took off her ring
What could dear Rezia say to him
How times have changed
Where did you get your new trouser range
And that handsome grab
Let me hail you
Hail you a cab
All is real all is firm without shadow or illusion
Beauty rides our brows - there is mine, there is Susan’s
Our flesh is firm and cool
Our flesh is firm and cool
Days and days are to come (winter days summer days)
We have scarcely broken into our hoard
Now the fruit is swollen beneath the leaf
The room is golden
And I say to him, “Come”
All were dressed in indeterminate shades of grey and brown
Never even a blue feather pinned to a hat (fancy that)
None had the courage to be one thing or another
None had the courage to be one thing rather than another
Shall we loiter down Bond St?
Look here and there buy a fountain pen because it’s green?
Or shall we sit indoors and watch the coals turn crimson?
Or shall we shout
With laughter for no reason?
The flames rise high the great procession passes
Flinging green boughs and flowering branches
They deck the beloved with violets
Death is woven in with the violets
Outside the trees flower
The women linger
And that hansom cab
Let me hail you
Find the words to say
Mrs Dalloway
