Peter, Peter, tender and true.
Mr. Hogg took his own graceful view of the matter, thus:
Lady of wandering,
Blithesome, meandering,
Sweet was thy flitting o’er moorland and lea;
Emblem of restlessness,
Blest be thy dwelling place,
Oh, to abide in the Pumpkin with thee.
Peter, though bland and good,
Never thee understood,