One wine from another she cannot discern,
But she's splendid at seeing a joke.
Her love and her friendship no labour can fret,
No jealousy seems to alarm.
In truth, not a mortal could ever forget
Her humour, her kindness, her charm.
Though dozens of friends of her fealty boast,
Her desk with epistles is packed,
Her very own relatives love her the most—
A somewhat remarkable fact!