Mr. Bingley's Friend

I have never understood Quite how Mr. Darcy could Tolerate the sisters Bingley -- As a pair, or even singly. Much for friendship he endured; For he often was immured All those evenings with the boring Elder sister's husband snoring.     A poem by Patricia Shepherd, from Come Into the Garden, Cassandra Enjoyed this article? Browse our book shop at

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