6 DECEMBER 1930, Page 13

To Julia

ON SEEING IiER EYEBROW NEWLY PLUCKED.

DEAREST, thy too-much-order'd charm Doth thee, I swear, some harm.

As roses with too curious care Oft-tended not the sweetest are ; Or as a dress Not bravely set to dance Lacks wantonness T'attract a lover's glance ; So, 'neath that pluck'd and pencill'd brow,

Julia, thine eyes less sweetly glow.

Bethink thee how thou hest dismayed Those pretty Loves that played Like little sunbeams there, or shed

Their angry fires upon my head.

Thou has not cause

T'accept as others do The fashion's laws.

Then prithee do not so :

It like; thy Herrick not to see This barbarous civility.

GEORGE TAN RAALTH.