’Tis well-enough that Goodenough
Before the House should preach;
For sure-enough full bad-enough
Are those he has to teach.
WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN.
As two divines their ambling steeds bestriding,
In merry mood o’er Boston Neck were riding,
Sudden a simple structure met their sight,
From which the convict takes his hempen flight;
When sailor-like he bids adieu to hope,