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Poems— Volume 1
Contents:
XXXVI
My Lady unto Madam makes her bow.
The charm of women is, that even while
You’re probed by them for tears, you yet may smile,
Nay, laugh outright, as I have done just now.
The interview was gracious: they anoint
(To me aside) each other with fine praise:
Discriminating compliments they raise,
That hit with wondrous aim on the weak point:
My Lady’s nose of Nature might complain.
It is not fashioned aptly to express
Her character of large-browed steadfastness.
But Madam says: Thereof she may be vain!
Now, Madam’s faulty feature is a glazed
And inaccessible eye, that has soft fires,
Wide gates, at love-time, only. This admires
My Lady. At the two I stand amazed.
Contents:
Chicago:
George Meredith, "XXXVI," Poems— Volume 1, ed. Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902 and trans. Seaton, R. C. in Poems—Volume 1 (New York: George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892), Original Sources, accessed October 31, 2025, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=4TBL6TM3ZU91LL9.
MLA:
Meredith, George. "XXXVI." Poems— Volume 1, edited by Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902, and translated by Seaton, R. C., in Poems—Volume 1, New York, George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Original Sources. 31 Oct. 2025. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=4TBL6TM3ZU91LL9.
Harvard:
Meredith, G, 'XXXVI' in Poems— Volume 1, ed. and trans. . cited in ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Poems—Volume 1, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 31 October 2025, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=4TBL6TM3ZU91LL9.
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