His dart had pierced her heart.
And so the Morning Sun can gain
Milady when he tries,
But Midnight Sons must lose, 'tis plain,
Because they're late to rise.
[OWED TO A ROACH]
O, Thou, who thru the sink doth blithely go;
(O, Little Roach, how could you sink so low?)
Who pipeth all your kin from kitchens near