Years ago, as a die hard MFL fan, I was curious about the poem Higgins has Eliza read as he stuffs her mouth with marbles. The poem is "Mariana" by Alfred,Lord Tennyson, and it's incredibly reflective of Eliza (well, more than "The Owl and the Pussycat" would've been...)

Here's just the first verse, to illustrate what I mean:

WITH blackest moss the flower-pots

Were thickly crusted, one and all

The rusted nails fell from the knots

That held the pear to the gable-wall.

The broken sheds look'd sad and strange

Unlifted was the clinking latch

Weeded and worn the ancient thatch

Upon the lonely moated grange.

She only said, 'My life is dreary,

He cometh not,' she said;

She said, 'I am aweary, aweary,

I would that I were dead!'

It's a short poem, and if you'd like to read a pretty darn good analysis of it (and its origin in Shakespeare, Eliza1984!) check out this link: http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/383810/tennysons_marianaemotional_and_environmental.html?cat=2

Happy perusing! Kay (aka damad)

eta:formatting of the poem corrected...I hope...

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