One day in the Tuileries, br When a southwest Spanish breeze br Brought scandalous news of the Queen, br The fair proud Empress said, br "My good friend loses her head; br If matters go on this way, br I shall see her shopping, some day, br In the Boulevard des Capucines." br br The saying swiftly went br To the Place of the Orient, br And the stout Queen sneered, "Ah, well! br You are proud and prude, ma belle! br But I think I will hazard a guess br I shall see you one day playing chess br With the Curé of Carabanchel." br br Both ladies, though not over-wise, br Were lucky in prophecies. br For the Boulevard shopmen well br Know the form of stout Isabel br As she buys her modes de Paris; br And after Sedan in despair br The Empress prude and fair br Went to visit Madame sa Mère br In her villa at Carabanchel br But the Queen was not there to see.