I When first he came, So reticent and tall, With his eyes of flame. The neighbors used to say (They know so much!) He looked to them half way Spanish or Dutch. Outlandish certainly He is—and queer! He has been lodged with me This thirty year; 50 All the while (it seems absurd!) We hardly have Exchanged a single word. Mum as the grave! Minds only his own affairs, Goes out and in, And keeps himself upstairs