Nobody Took Any Notice Of Her As She Stood On The Causey Kerb, All Eager To Sell Her Honey And Apples And Bunches Of Garden Herb; And If She Had Offered To Give Her Wares And Herself With Them Too That Day, I Doubt If A Soul Would Have Cared To Take A Bargain So Choice Away. But Chancing To Trace Her Sunburnt Grace That Morning As I Passed Nigh, I Went And I Said "Poor Maidy Dear! - And Will None Of The People Buy?" And So It Began; And Soon We Knew What The End Of It All Must Be, And I Found That Though No Others Had Bid, A Prize Had Been Won By Me.