Does it matter if the lady of the castle wears a ruff or petticoats, or crinolines by Oudinot, provided that she sobs or betrays appropriately? Does the lover intrigue you more if he carries a dagger in his vest instead of calling cards, and does a despot dressed in black terrify you less poetically than a tyrand clad in buffalo leather and iron?
Fanfarlo, Charles Baudelaire













