And bother folks of each degree—
Sweet maids and spinsters sour.
Hard names that few have ever heard
Are bandied round pell-mell;
And Nuttall finds some crack-jaw words
That not all folks can spell.
With Butter, Mavor, Vyse, each day,
Let my spare time be pass’d;
So at the Spelling Bee I may
Win some nice prize at last.