-- I am a gentleman in a dustcoat trying <br />To make you hear. Your ears are soft and small <br />And listen to an old man not at all, <br />They want the young men's whispering and sighing. <br />But see the roses on your trellis dying <br />And hear the spectral singing of the moon; <br />For I must have my lovely lady soon, <br />I am a gentleman in a dustcoat trying. <br /> <br />-- I am a lady young in beauty waiting <br />Until my truelove comes, and then we kiss. <br />But what grey man among the vines is this <br />Whose words are dry and faint as in a dream? <br />Back from my trellis, Sir, before I scream ! <br />I am a lady young in beauty waiting.<br /><br />John Crowe Ransom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/piazza-piece/
