house but what was still more annoying brom took all opportunities of turning him into ridicule in presence of his sources of fearful adversaries of real flesh and blood the numerous rustic admirers who beset every portal to her heart keeping a watchful and angry eye upon each other but ready to spring upon the world and its little monteiro cap of mercury and mounted on the frosty crust beneath his feet and dread to look exceedingly knowing whenever the story of doffue martling a large bluebearded dutchman who had a soft and foolish heart towards the sex and it is true but it was said tethered his horse nightly among the trees in the female circle of a pipe sank deep in the afternoon to stretch himself on the wings of the brook entered the house the conquest of his mouth and he had to live when school hours were over he was domiciliated a choleric old dutchman of the lurking devil in it (C) 2026 Shane Cooper follow links in the poem, or start new path...