Here are the two first verses of Tennyson’s great, strange
poem ‘Maud’:
How many normal people (as opposed to sex-crazed
psychoanalysts) at once read here Tennyson’s terror of — er — the female
pudenda, especially when menstruating? Yet how many of us, once having had it
pointed out to us by some smart-arse literary critic (like me) can ever again
read those lines ‘normally’?
Anyway, here’s a picture — taken, I believe, by Lewis
Carroll — of Alfred Lawn Tennis Association himself:
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