SHE has just "put her gown on" at Girton, She is learned in Latin and Greek, But lawn tennis she plays with a skirt on That the prudish remark with a shriek. In her accents, perhaps, she is weak (Ladies @3are,@1 one observes with a sigh), But in Algebra—@3there@1 she's unique, But her forte's to evaluate π. She can talk about putting a "spirt on" (I admit, an unmaidenly freak), And she dearly delighteth to flirt on A punt in some shadowy creek; Should her bark, by mischance, spring a leak, She can swim as a swallow can fly; She can fence, she can put with a cleek, But her forte's to evaluate π. She has lectured on Scopas and Myrton, Coins, vases, mosaics, the antique, Old tiles with the secular dirt on, Old marbles with noses to seek. And her Cobet she quotes by the week, And she's written on @3KEV@1 and on @3kai,@1 And her service is swift and oblique, But her forte's to evaluate π. ENVOY. Princess, like a rose is her cheek, And her eyes are as blue as the sky, And I'd speak, had I courage to speak, But—her forte's to evaluate π. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OMNIPRESENCE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE BALLAD OF PROSE AND RHYME by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON POPPIES IN THE WHEAT by HELEN MARIA HUNT FISKE JACKSON ODES II, 10 by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS WE'LL GO NO MORE THE WOODLAND WAY by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE |