She'll give you bits of Horace or sonorous lines from Homer.
You take a maiden in to dine, and find, with consternation,
She scorns the light frivolities of modern conversation;
And not for her the latest bit of fashionable chatter,
Her pretty head is wellnigh full of more important matter;
You talk of Drama or Burlesque, theatric themes pursuing,
She only thinks of what the Dons at Oxford may be doing.
The Woman of the Future may be very learned-looking,
But dare we ask if she'll know aught of housekeeping or cooking?