English poem
Xi
'Why, that's what I never look at in a letter,' the farmer replied: 'Facts first! and now I'll be parson.' The Bridgeman women descried A quiver on Mary's eyebrows. One turned, and while shifting her comb, Said low to a sister: 'I'm certain she knows more than we about Tom. She wants him now he's a hero!' The same, resuming her place, Begged Mary to check them the moment she found it a tedious case.