William Ernest Henley

(1849 - 1902 / Gloucester / England)

Lady Probationer - Poem by William Ernest Henley

Some three, or five, or seven, and thirty years;
A Roman nose; a dimpling double-chin;
Dark eyes and shy that, ignorant of sin,
Are yet acquainted, it would seem, with tears;
A comely shape; a slim, high-coloured hand,
Graced, rather oddly, with a signet ring;
A bashful air, becoming everything;
A well-bred silence always at command.
Her plain print gown, prim cap, and bright steel chain
Look out of place on her, and I remain
Absorbed in her, as in a pleasant mystery.
Quick, skilful, quiet, soft in speech and touch . . .
'Do you like nursing?' 'Yes, Sir, very much.'
Somehow, I rather think she has a history.


Comments about Lady Probationer by William Ernest Henley

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (10/2/2017 12:50:00 PM)


    Look out of place on her, and I remain
    Absorbed in her, as in a pleasant mystery.
    Nicely penned poem.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010



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