Classic Poem

He was not, that's a fact — unless, perhaps,
Preadamite granite at its very hottest.
Rupert was one of those ridiculous chaps
Against whom common sense records a protest —
Falling for ever into amorous traps —
To whom, O Zeus, thou cruelly allottest
Women as torturers. So, that summer tide,
He woo'd the girl, and thought his diamond lied.