William Makepeace Thackeray (1811-1863), "The Cane-Bottom'd Chair," stanzas 3-4:
This snug little chamber is crammed in all nooks
With worthless old knicknacks, and silly old books,
And foolish old odds, and foolish old ends,
Crack'd bargains from brokers, cheap keepsakes from friends.
Old armour, prints, pictures, pipes, china (all crack'd),
Old rickety tables, and chairs broken back'd,
A twopenny treasury, wondrous to see.
What matter? 'Tis pleasant to you, friend, and me.
William Harnett (1848-1892), Materials for a Leisure Hour
