"The very sound of them makes me feel like skipping off to a dance.

And YELLOW silk.

It makes one think of a dress of sunshine.
I always wanted a yellow silk dress, but first my mother and then my husband wouldn't hear of it.

The very first thing I'm going to do when I get to heaven is to get a yellow silk dress." Amid Anne's peal of laughter Phil came downstairs, trailing clouds of glory, and surveyed herself in the long oval mirror on the wall.
"A flattering looking glass is a promoter of amiability," she said.
"The one in my room does certainly make me green.

Do I look pretty nice, Anne ?" "Do you really know how pretty you are, Phil ?" asked Anne, in honest admiration.
"Of course I do.