When lovely ladies softly said:
“Oh, Duchess, did you see his head?”
“What a capacious cranium!”
“Yes; isn’t that the man who writes?”
“I wonder why they look such frights!”
I used to bridle coyly when
Some schoolmate, of the Upper Ten
(They were not over-numerous!),
Would slap my back, and shout “By Jove!
“Ain’t you a literary cove?”