But how or why they don’t understand.
So, Willy, let you and me be wipers 300
Of scores out with all men—especially pipers:
And, whether they pipe us free from rats or from mice,
If we’ve promised them aught, let us keep our promise.
Robert Browning.
CCLX
AUTUMN WOODS.
Ere, in the northern gale,
The summer tresses of the trees are gone,
The woods of Autumn, all around our vale,