Had you but through a Cranny spy'd On House of Ease your future Bride.

Oft from the forrest wildings he did bring, / Whose sides empurpled were with smiling red […]

From Hui-li-chou northwards I was escorted by real soldiers, quite of the new service. They looked rather shipshape in khaki suits and puttees, and their guns were of a good model, but they handled them in careless fashion at first, belabouring laden ponies and even coolies who were slow in getting out of the way of my chair.

His skin began to bronze as he worked in our garden each day.