“For the gods possess their copies of ‘Diana at the Bath!’”
THE READING BOY
He is carved in alabaster, he is called the Reading Boy,
A cross-legged little pagan, pondering o’er the Siege of Troy;
He’s a miniature Adonis, with a bandeau round his head,
And he’s reading late and early when he ought to be in bed.
He cons an ancient manuscript, he scanneth as a sage,
But with all his mighty reading, never yet hath turned a page;