One said she was indecorously florid—
One thought “she only squinted, nothing more—”
A third, convulsively pronounced her “horrid “—
While Bo-hea, who was low (at four-and-four),
Glanced from her fingers up at Hy-son’s forehead,
Who, inkling such a tendency before,
Cared for no rival’s nails—but paid—I own,
Particular attention to her own.
Well, this was bad enough; but worse than this
Were the attentions of our ancient hero,