Dora Sigerson Shorter,
The Foolish Old Man
(1907)
“ If you should wed, may a father's curse Be your swift and sure undoing. “My curse shall feed on your fields of corn, On your roof-tree make its nesting, Your wife shall wish your child unborn As he pines on her sore heart resting.” Now when this cruel oath he said The youth did chide him, crying, “Since I have neither field nor bed Your curse shall fall to dying. ”
