“Both that day was good and to-day is good
Through eating the mangoes of a Mango tree,
Looking if hardness in Mango root there be,
’Mid the lower lands the frolic watery,
Keeping up old customs on the grassy lea,
Finding that the road stile would be crossed by me,
Learning the defects of the door-frame’s carpentry,
Fracture of the tying of the torch by thee,
Looking the smith’s bill-hook’s cutting to see,
Looking at the sittings in the potter’s pottery.