Here Is A Tale For Ladies With Romances: There Was An Owl; Composer And Musician, Who Looked As Wise As If He Had A Mission, And At All Art Cast Supercilious Glances. People Proclaimed Him Great Because He Said It; And, Like The Great, He Never Played, Nor Printed His Compositions, 'Though 'Twas Whispered, Hinted he'd Written Something But No One Had Read It. Owl-Eyed He Posed At Functions Of Position, Hirsute, And Eye-Glassed, Looking Analytic, Opening His Mouth To Worshipping Female Knowledge: And Then He Married. A Woman Of Ambition. A Singer, Teacher, And A Musical Critic. Just What He Wanted. He Became A College.