I'm writing comedy again, br The daintiest pleasure known to men; br Unless a daintier might be br To watch your acted comedy: br The airy ladies gaily dressed, br And much adored, and much caressed, br The men who swagger like game cocks, br Or undermine, like cunning fox, br And over all these shaken free br The spangled gleam of repartee— br No keener joy awaits us here. br And yet each day I write with fear.