William Heaton had been trained as a teacher for the blind, and, poor fellow! his gratitude was far in excess of his poetical power:—
Yes, I for one have felt the good,
And hope to feel it still;
For I a teacher soon shall be,
Then do my best I will.
I thank you for the favour that
You have conferred on me,
For thus admitting me to learn
A teacher for to be.
Martha's verses are upon the same level as William's:—