Judge, 1912-05-11 · page 13 of 26
Judge — May 11, 1912 — page 13: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This is a romantic poem by Ethel Augusta Cook accompanying a photograph or illustration of a woman posing with a tiger. The image appears to be a theatrical or artistic photograph—likely from a stage production or artistic composition popular in the late 19th/early 20th century. The poem's satire lies in its final stanza: the speaker confesses that despite his romantic declarations, the "lady" is merely "a picture hanging on my wall"—she exists only as an artwork or photograph, not a real person. The earlier lovers need not worry because the current "love" is literally inanimate. This mocks sentimental Victorian romance poetry and male sentimentality toward unattainable women, while also commenting on how such exotic theatrical imagery (woman with tiger) was consumed as decorative art rather than representing genuine human connection. The joke is the speaker's eventual admission that his "love" is literally two-dimensional.
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Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.
/ THE LADY AND THE TIGER, Dear Lady of the quiet eyes, It is my fortune oft to see Thee stroke thy tiger tenderwise, Thyself lost in deep revery. Dear Lady, in these days and weeks My love for thee has slowly grown; My ev'ry thought thy vision seeks ; No longer is my heart my own, O, lovely hands, O, misty hair! And skin of thine eto roids hued To worship thee so finely fair Ts giving but thy beauty’s due. If my old loves these words should hear It would not make them sad at all, For "tis your fate to be, my dear, A picture hanging on my wall. brunt AvcustA Coox, comicbooks.com