Huffy Henry hid the day,
Unappeasable Henry sulked.
I see his point, â€”a trying to put things over.
It was the thought that they thought
They could do it made Henry wicked & away.
But he should have come out and talked.
All the world like a woolen lover
Once did seem on Henry’s side.
Then came a departure.
Thereafter nothing fell out as it might or ought.
I don’t see how Henry, pried
Open for all the world to see, survived.
What he has now to say is a long
Wonder the world can bear & be.
Once in a sycamore I was glad
All at the top, and I sang.
Hard on the land wears the strong sea
And empty grows every bed.