"His name is Ezra, and he is
So tall and strong that when I try,
Standing on tiptoe for a kiss
I could not reach, except for this,
He lifts me up so easily.
"I had two little doves to take
Up to the booths"—he held his breath,
"Peace, child! and for your mother's sake,
Yield me this place—nay, nay! awake!
My weary wife is sick to death."