And pearls and jewels and dainty food,
And the rarest and costliest wine.
My children they dote on all such things,
And if you their love would win,
You must do as they do, and walk in the ways
That they are walking in.'
The Church held tightly the strings of her purse,
And gracefully lowered her hand,
And simpered, 'I've given too much away;
I'll do, sir, as you have said.'