THE PINK FROCK
Reading edition
“O my pretty pink frock, I sha’n’t be able to wear it! Why is he dying just now? I hardly can bear it!
“He might have contrived to live on; But they say there’s no hope whatever: And must I shut myself up, And go out never?
“O my pretty pink frock, Puff-sleeved and accordion-pleated! He might have passed in July, And not so cheated!”