Expectation and Experience
had a holiday once," said the woman—
name I did not know—
I thought that where I'd like to go,
all the places for being jolly,
getting rid of melancholy,
be to a good big fair:
I went. And it rained in torrents,
horse, and sheep, and yeoman,
my shoulders, face, and hair;
I found that I was the single woman
the field—and looked quite odd there!
crept and stood in the lew of a wall
think, and could not tell at all
on earth made me plod there!"