Of grim Medusa-faced Immodesty,
Caged cumbrously in a stiff, swaying, swollen,
Shin-scarifying, hose-revealing frame
Of wide-meshed metal, like a monster mousetrap—
Hideous, indecent, awkward!
Oh, I knew her—
This loathly revenant, revisiting
The glimpses of the moon. She shamed my sight,
And blocked my way, and marred my young men's art,
Twenty years syne and more. 'Twas CRINOLINA,