Sinopsis

Eve I always love to picture Eve, Whatever captious critics say, As one who was, as I believe, The nicest woman of her day; Attractive to the outward view, And such a perfect lady too! Unselfish,—that one can’t dispute, Recalling her intense delight, When she acquired some novel fruit, In giving all her friends a bite; Her very troubles she would share With those who happened to be there. Her wardrobe, though extremely small, Sufficed a somewhat simple need; She was, if anything at all,