Was a continuous show of glittering pearl;
And on her forehead hung a little curl—
A most distracting little curl; and last,
She had a very slight Hebraic cast.
Gray eyes the other had, serene and clear;
A cold and distant manner; yet I fear
Her looks belied her, for she oft was seen
Lounging about the beach, or ’mid the green,
Of the conservatory’s dim retreat,
Always some chappie nestling at her feet.