English poem
In her Pew.
by Thomas Winthrop Hall (1862–1900)
She looked up from her pew (Why she did, Heaven knows); But I smiled; wouldn't you? 'T was the right thing to do; And, pshaw, nobody knew. Then I tried hard to pose, But a look of hers froze All my blood. And I woo Her in future, old chappie, when not in her pew.