“In winter?” - “No; she liked it worse when full.”
She talk’d of building - “Would she plan a room?” -
“No! she could live, as he desired, in gloom.”
“Call then our friends and neighbours.” - “He might call,
And they might come and fill his ugly hall;
A noisy vulgar set, he knew she scorn’d them all.”
“Then might their two dear girls the time employ,
And their Improvement yield a solid joy.” -
“Solid indeed! and heavy - oh! the bliss
Of teaching letters to a lisping miss!”