TO ISISTA.
(A Topical Explanation.)
Your dark blue eyes are doubtless very sweet,
And I could hear without the least surprise
That connoisseurs declare it hard to beat
Your dark blue eyes.
How is it if so much of magic lies
In your two "orbs" I deem them incomplete?
Why with disdain—I'm going to poetise—
Do I your "heavenly windows" ever treat?
The explanation Saturday supplies.
I'm Cambridge. That's why I'm so loth to meet
Your dark blue eyes.
Note.—"Dark blue." In view of the coming Boat Race this may be taken as a prophecy, or tip.