the ruined maid poetry

“O ‘Melia, my dear, this does everything crown! Who could have supposed I should meet you in Town?And whence such fair garments, such prosperi-ty?”–“O didn’t you know I’d been ruined?” said she.–“You left us in tatters, without shoes or socks,Tired of digging potatoes, and spudding up docks;And now you’ve gay bracelets and bright feathers three!”–“Yes: […]