Here in my heart I am Helen;
     I'm Aspasia and Hero, at least.
I'm Judith, and Jael, and Madame de Staël;
     I'm Salomé, moon of the East.

Here in my soul I am Sappho;
     Lady Hamilton am I, as well.
In me Récamier vies with Kitty O'Shea,
     With Dido, and Eve, and poor Nell.

I'm one of the glamorous ladies
     At whose beckoning history shook.
But you are a man, and see only my pan,
     So I stay home with a book.