No modest tap his presence to declare,
He bolted in a room, without a bow,
And there sat Ellen, with a marble brow!
Like fond Medora, watching at her window,
Yet not of any Corsair bark in search—
The jutting lodging-house of Mrs. Lindo,
“The Cheapest House in Town” of Todd and Sturch.
The private house of Reverend Doctor Birch,
The public-house, closed nightly at eleven,
And then that house of prayer, the parish church,