Back when I was a young lad, and my Mama Rene (my Grandmother) was still alive and staying at the cottage all summer, (as my Mother does now) there was a picture on the wall. It showed a very proper 19th century lady walking down a city street in the wind. The wind was blowing her skirt/dress up about mid-calf (and, at that time, anything above the ankles was considered scandalous!) On the picture was a poem which read:
"The Devil sends the wicked wind,
to blow the skirts knee high!
But God is just, he sends the dust,
to blind the bad man's eye!"
(or something close to that). I'm not sure where it went, but if anyone knows, I would love to hang that in my 19th century-decorated house!
As you likely know already, this bit was a British nursery rhyme. That is to say, something one would find in an autograph book or a Mother Goose collection. I am not sure about the painting.
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