Jacob

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He dwelt among "apartments let," About five stories high;A man I thought that none would get, And very few would try.

A boulder, by a larger stone Half hidden in the mud,Fair as a man when only one Is in the neighborhood.

He lived unknown, and few could tell When Jacob was not free;But he has got a wife,--and O! The difference to me!

© Cary Phoebe