Love-songs, at Once Tender and Informative II
A woman, like the touted Sphinx, Sits, and God knows what she thinks; Hard-boiled men, who never fall, Say she doesn't think at all.
Samuel Hoffenstein
A woman, like the touted Sphinx, Sits, and God knows what she thinks; Hard-boiled men, who never fall, Say she doesn't think at all.
A woman is compared to a Sphinx—a figure that sits silently with thoughts no one can read. The speaker jokes that only God knows what she is thinking. Then the poem turns to “hard-boiled men,” tough cynics who pride themselves on never falling in love, and says they dismiss her inner life…
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