Both the old people know about it, and I have to listen to many harsh words.

Now I am sitting alone writing, and you must not show my letter.
You have learned much and are able to advise me, but you are now far away.

I have often been down to see your parents, and have talked with your mother, and we have become good friends; but I did not like to say anything about it, for you wrote so strangely.

The school-master only makes fun of me, and he knows nothing about the lampoon, for no one in the parish would presume to sing such a thing to him.

I stand alone now, and have no one to speak with.