Classic Poem

I went into the shop, a bead bag in my hand,
I went to buy some delph,
A new hat on my head. So elegant and grand
I thought myself,
Saying quite proudly, " Let me see your delph. "

There came a Tinker woman, a kerchief round her head.
She came to look for delph.
A baby in her shawl — I wonder was she wed —
She held herself
Careless and queenly, saying, " Show me delph. "

I stood there in the shop and small I felt and mean
Among the shining delph
Beside the Tinker girl, that tanned gold-headed queen.
On every shelf
Her bold eyes lingered, saying,
" I want delph. "