Expect an imperial spectacle.

Expect caprices, surprises, stupefying, bewildering things, the most unexpected combinations of words, the most fearless cacophony?
Expect Prince Troplong, Duc Maupas, Duc Mimerel, Marquis Leboeuf, Baron Baroche.

Form in line, courtiers; hats off, senators; the stable-door opens, monseigneur the horse is consul.

Gild the oats of his highness Incitatus.
Everything will be swallowed; the public hiatus will be prodigious.

All the enormities will pass away.