But not that dismal bit of land
She always settled on her spouses.
So taking up his hat and band,
Said he, "You'll think my conduct odd—
But here my hopes no more may linger;
I thought you had a wedding-finger,
But oh!—it is a curtain-rod!"
[AN OPEN QUESTION.]
"It is the king's highway that we are in, and in this way it is that thou hast placed the lions."—BUNYAN.
What! shut the gardens; lock the latticed gate!