I, who must spend the remainder of my days in a little cottage in the Vale of Uske, wasting away my youth and beauty,
Ah! I had no idea at the time that I would soon be ordained to leave that little Cottage for the world's deceptive pleasures. Goodbye, Scarlet
Morgan to Scarlet
One December evening, when my mother, father, and I were gathered around our fireplace for a social gathering, we were suddenly shocked to hear a furious knock on our rustic home's exterior door.
Cot.
My father began by asking, "What noise is that?" (He said.)