3. A Maiden Lady
In younger days, her virtue was a veil
She planned to drop, when true love should assail.
No lovers came. Perforce, her life was chaste.
In age, she boasts her virtue’s iron mail!
In younger days, her virtue was a veil
She planned to drop, when true love should assail.
No lovers came. Perforce, her life was chaste.
In age, she boasts her virtue’s iron mail!