Classic Poem

L AEVINA was a stricter prude
Than Sabine dames of old,
And e'en her husband's rigorous mood
Was not a whit more cold.

Alas, to bathe she loved to go
And thus was she undone,
For Tunbridge Wells enhanced the woe
That Cheltenham had begun.

'Twas there she felt the amorous flame,
And fled with gallant gay:
So 'twas Penelope that came,
But Helen went away.