Without on the porch, defiant sat
The prettiest maiden in Attegat.
And here was trouble; for Zelia Dionne
Had vowed to the Virgin she’d be a nun;
But Peter, who loved her more than life,
Was fully as bound she should be his wife.
Yet as often as Peter pressed to wed
The pretty Zelia tossed her head.
“I’m not for the wife of man,” she said.
“I’ve dreamed three times our Mary came