Elisabeth Lutyens - Lady "Rogue" Singleton

Come, wed me, Lady Singleton
And we will have a baby son
And we will live in Edmonton
Where all the friendly people run

I could never make you happy, darling
Or give you the baby you want
I would always very much rather, dear
Live in a tent

I am not a cold woman, Henry
But I do not feel for you
What I feel for the elephants and the miasmas
And the general view