By Dante Gabriel Rossetti
The name Jenny has a great deal of significance in my family as there were, sadly all now gone, three (some Jean or Jennifer). And each one pretty formidable, in particular my ex mother in-law who was the spitting image of the looked after social worker in my city. This poem has personal significance to me and I always found it pretty heart wrenching as it seems to allude to the Victorian exploitation of young girls by old men. Something that is fairly relevant to this post modern age still unfortunately due to the trafficking of young women around the world that has surfaced recently.