Penny Pieces

"I keep it, dear Papa, within my glove." "You do--what sum then usually, my love, Is there deposited? I make no doubt, Some Penny Pieces you are not without."

"O no, Papa, they'd soil my glove, and be Quite odious things to carry. O no--see, This little bit of gold is surely all That I shall want; for I shall only call For a small purchase I shall make, Papa, And a mere trifle I'm to buy Mamma, Just to make out the change: so there's no need To carry Penny Pieces, Sir, indeed."

"O now I know then why a blind man said Unto a dog which this blind beggar led,-- 'Where'er you see some fine young ladies, Tray, Be sure you lead me quite another way. The poor man's friend fair ladies us'd to be; But now I find no tale of misery Will ever from their pockets draw a penny.'-- The blind man did not see they wear not any."