The last time he was with me I read him
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
“Well tha’ss a rum un!” said Posh.
THE END
william brendon and son, ltd.
printers, plymouth
Footnotes:
[184] In East Anglia “boat” is pronounced to rhyme with “foot.”