The nurse, the doctor’s nurse, and her tall friend
The teacher—no one dreamed those two, those two—
They stood by their grand selves, and no one saw
How Bruce, how Dora lived but in their glances.
Then all the strangers. When the music started,
Who but a giant—handsome, with tow hair—
Bowed to the grand ones? And to more
Beyond them? For a pair of unknown farmers,
Lanky and cave-eyed, leaned bony shoulders
Where a great upright shaded the rude floor.