A lady laments a voyage of pleasure <br />And cornucopia, English, weather. <br /> <br />A lady laments a man's time for leisure <br />But never the daffodil fields of treasure. <br /> <br />A lady laments her chicken-wire home; <br />Believing the cockerels out on the roam. <br /> <br />A lady laments good-sparkling youth <br />But only half-hearted in truth. <br /> <br />A lady laments the political tool <br />But never the boy's public-school. <br /> <br />A lady laments the critic's eye; <br />Scorning only to whisper and spy. <br /> <br />But-above-all: what a genteel lady laments <br />Is that once lost innocence.<br /><br />Mark Heathcote<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lamenting-ladies/
