Explore "The Scarlet Gown: THE BANISHED BEJANT FROM THE UNPUBLISHED REMAINS OF EDGAR ALLAN POE" by Robert Fuller Murray on Textopian.
When one is young and eager, / A bejant and a boy, / Though his moustache be meagre, / That cannot mar his joy / When at the Competition / He takes a fair position, / And feels he has a mission, / A talent to employ.
With pride he goes each morning / Clad in a scarlet gown, / A cap his head adorning / (Both bought of Mr. Brown); / He hears the harsh bell jangle, / And enters the quadrangle, / The classic tongues to mangle / And make the ancients frown.