And so your pa and I put up the job
So as to land you, dear—as faith we did—
A little quicker. Oh, men, men, men, men!
If ye thus round, girls will get square with you,
While in Night’s cushion stars like pin-heads shine.”
THE STORY OF MR. SCROPER, ARCHITECT
Yes, I’ll tell you how it happened—that, too, with all due respect
To the memory of Scroper, late departed architect—
How it came that he departed so abruptly in the train;
Why it was he’s been so late, too, in returnin’ back again.