"I've aye been fond of learning it up and repeating it to myself when I had nothing to do.

In church and waiting on trains, like.

It used to be Tennyson, but now it's more Browning.
I can say a lot of Browning." The other screwed his face into an expression of disgust.

"I know the stuff.

'Damask cheeks and dewy sister eyelids.' Or else the Ercles vein--'God's in His Heaven, all's right with the world.' No good, Mr.
McCunn.