By Titian, Bassano, and brave Tintoret—
Though as pictures delightful, I fancy that they,
E'en as pictures, can't rival my gentle Saint May.
She's almost too young and too plump for a saint,
With sweet little dimples that Millais might paint;
She wears no ascetic or mortified mien,
No wimple of yellow or vestment of green—
But her soft golden hair throws a sunshiny ray,
Like a nimbus, around the fair face of Saint May!
What surquayne or partlet could look better than