23 NOVEMBER 1934, Page 17

Two Epigrams T.

To Cynthia

Tan sculptor's chisel slid askance And dinted Aphrodite's cheek : But ah ! the blemish woke a glance So lively-lovelier than the Greek That Nature, copying, forebore The smooth perfection to restore And left the dimple I adore.

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The Chrysalis

CI:pin, in letters yet untaught, Captured a scroll in a cobweb caught And duteous to his Mother brought.

Ilis face upturning for a kiss, " Mother," he panted, " read me this !" His clasp unclosed a chrysalis : From which escaped, as fell apart The two halves of a broken heart, An aria—Capture it, Mozart !

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