Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; […]

... and just as I've finished my first glass this snooty cow comes over, ... Then like Si appears and I reckon he saw this mooer was getting my goat, ...

And his wife sat there, inert as a porcelain doll, her enormous eyes wide open and fixed on me in perfectly unswerving contemplation.

He referred the matter to the principal.