And each is wondrous fair to see,
And each is wondrous smart.
In learning, money, beauty, birth,
None can surpass them—none.
But each receives my "court" with mirth,
And tells the other one.
My "court"! The term is fitly used—
A tennis court, you see.
And I know well I am abused,
By the "racket" they give me.