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.

(Editor：two)