Now, Aldo was a bachelor,

Down in the southern parts.

He tutored niece and nephew

In all the learned arts.

The postal lass from Delving said,

“How many books you own!

Have you one with love-poetry

For us to read alone?”

Oh, the postal lass from Delving,

Who works the world to see

She’ll bat her eyes and sweetly say,

“Come!  You’re the lad for me!”