Jenny Annotation

Lazy laughing languid Jenny,
Fond of a kiss and fond of a guinea,
Whose head upon my knee to-night
Rests for a while, as if grown light
With all our dances and the sound
To which the wild tunes spun you round:
Fair Jenny mine, the thoughtless queen
Of kisses which the blush between
Could hardly make much daintier;
Whose eyes are as blue skies, whose hair
Is countless gold incomparable:
Fresh flower, scarce touched with signs that tell

Jenny Annotation

Annotation of the poem Jenny by Dante Gabriel Rossetti. This work draws on annotations from Broadview Press and definitions from other reputatable sources such as the Merriam-Webster Dictionary.