These people were no better and no worse
Than those of other rural communities
Of which God built many. He knew their force
In moving this world’s plain activities;
And ’tho oft used as theme for jests and jokes
They e’er have been, still are, the cream of folks.
Some names of these, no doubt, I have forgot;
And hence, they do not here within appear:
For time and toil the keenest mind will blot;
Yet so, for each left out, I shed a tear.