Kingsley Amis
From Kingsley Amis, Memoirs (1991):
In ‘46 when I was twenty-four
I met someone harmless, someone defenceless,
But til then whole, unadapted within;
Awkward, gentle, healthy, straight-backed,
Who spoke to say something, laughed when amused;
If things went wrong, feared she might be at fault,
Whose eye I could have met for ever then,
Oh yes, and who was also beautiful.
Well, that was much as women were meant to be,
I thought, and set about looking further.
How can we tell, with nothing to compare?
