A crow salute the concave, and a pie
Endeavor at proficiency in speech,—
So she, through hunger after fellowship,
May well have learned, though late, to play the scribe:
As indeed, there 's one letter on the list
Explicitly declares did happen here.
"You thought my letters could be none of mine,"
She tells her parents—"mine, who wanted skill;
But now I have the skill, and write, you see!"
She needed write love-letters, so she learned,