The Robin is a Gabriel In humble circumstances— His Dress denotes him socially, Of Transport’s Working Classes— He has the punctuality Of the New England Farmer— The same oblique integrity, A Vista vastly warmer—
A small but sturdy Residence A self denying Household, The Guests of Perspicacity Are all that cross his Threshold— As covert as a Fugitive, Cajoling Consternation By Ditties to the Enemy And Sylvan Punctuation—
