His Step? Ah, No; 'Tis But The Rain That Hurtles On The Window Pane. Let'S Draw The Curtains Close And Sit Beside The Fire Awhile And Knit. Two Purl -- Two Plain. A Well-Shaped Sock, And Warm. (I Thought I Heard A Knock, But 'Twas The Slam Of Jones'S Door.) Yes, Good Scotch Yarn Is Far Before The Fleecy Wools -- A Different Thing, And Best For Wear. (Was That His Ring?) No. 'Tis The Muffin Man I See; We'll Have Threepennyworth For Tea. Two Plain -- Two Purl; That Heel Is Neat. (I Hear His Step Far Down The Street.) Two Purl -- Two Plain. The Sock Can Wait; I'll Make The Tea. (He's At The Gate!)