That long my stars had framed!
The stretch of daisy fields and hills
Lay startled and ashamed!
And all my little world was his,
Which once had stretched so wide!
He holds the key upon his palm,
And jingles it with pride!
Mirandy on the Monotony of Domesticity
By Dorothy Dix
(Foremost among American humorous writers. In “Good Housekeeping.”)