Your verses are full of a sugary grace,
As spotless and pure as a well-powdered face,
Not an atom of salt or suspicion of gall,
So how can they but on an audience pall!
Even food does not please if the cooking's too simple,
And cheeks lack in charm when they haven't a dimple.
A child may like apples and figs without savour:
But give me the sort that have got a sharp flavour.