The Poetry Corner

When I First Put This Uniform On.

By William Schwenck Gilbert

When I first put this uniform on, I said as I looked in the glass. "It's one to a million That any civilian My figure and form will surpass. Gold lace has a charm for the fair, And I've plenty of that, and to spare, While a lover's professions, When uttered in Hessians, Are eloquent everywhere! A fact that I counted upon, When I first put this uniform on!" I said, when I first put it on, "It is plain to the veriest dunce That every beauty Will feel it her duty To yield to its glamor at once. They will see that I'm freely gold-laced In a uniform handsome and chaste But the peripatetics Of long-haired sthetics, Are very much more to their taste Which I never counted upon When I first put this uniform on!"