But never says “Adieu!”
Whene’er he comes—that dreadful man—
Disguise it as I may,
I know that, like an autumn rain,
He’ll last throughout the day.
In vain I speak of urgent tasks;
In vain I scowl and pout;
A frown is no extinguisher—
It does not put him out!
I mean to take the knocker off,