An intolerable knowledge of Latin

I wore a sweater and scarf today,
my shadow wore a doublet and ruff.
I added some mitts to complete the ensemble;
my shadow suggested a muff.

I went to a lecture in Latin today
and while I understood not a word,
my shadow appeared quite attentive to it
and understood all that he heard.

I attended a sem'nar in medieval art
which I enjoyed quite a bit.
My shadow complained, ''Tis too arte nouveau" :
it was all he could do just to sit.

The church bells rang six as I passed them tonight
and faded away into whispers,
My Shadow recalled the hour they marked,
and recited his aves for Vespers.

His piety, learning, complaints about art -
along with his calling me dowdy,
have contributed all to a rather long day.
I hope that tomorrow is cloudy.