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قراءة كتاب The Maid and the Magpie An Interesting Tale Founded on Facts
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اللغة: English
The Maid and the Magpie An Interesting Tale Founded on Facts
الصفحة رقم: 3
grief he could not bear.
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Just at this moment past the door,
A wretch to feelings blind;
He view’d the guest, and saw him poor,
And therefore prov’d unkind.
A wretch to feelings blind;
He view’d the guest, and saw him poor,
And therefore prov’d unkind.
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What wretched man is that I see
In garb so sad and torn?
A weary traveller, said she,
Who wanders here forlorn.
In garb so sad and torn?
A weary traveller, said she,
Who wanders here forlorn.
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Come hither girl,——come hither lass,
Said justice with a smile;
Come cheer your spirits with a glass,
Each anxious hour beguile.
Said justice with a smile;
Come cheer your spirits with a glass,
Each anxious hour beguile.
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She saw his motive, knew his aim,
Her heart was elsewhere plac’d;
Her Blaisot’s form, her Blaisot’s name,
Was no where to be trac’d.
Her heart was elsewhere plac’d;
Her Blaisot’s form, her Blaisot’s name,
Was no where to be trac’d.
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Just at this pause, there enter’d straight,
His worships clerk with speed;
With papers relative to fate,
Or some foul bloody deed.
His worships clerk with speed;
With papers relative to fate,
Or some foul bloody deed.
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Read this my child, the justice said,
And tell me what they say;
Judge what she felt; ah! luckless maid,
Now think of her dismay.
And tell me what they say;
Judge what she felt; ah! luckless maid,
Now think of her dismay.
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Her Fathers name was couple’d there,
With death and sore disgrace;
“Desertion” was his crime,—dispair
Was written in her face.
With death and sore disgrace;
“Desertion” was his crime,—dispair
Was written in her face.
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She urg’d the justice from the spot,
And he at length compli’d;
She trembel’d for a parents lot,
She wept, she sobb’d, she cried.
And he at length compli’d;
She trembel’d for a parents lot,
She wept, she sobb’d, she cried.
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Her Fathers heart, by fears opprest,
He stagger’d to a chair;
He falter’d, spoke, then on her breast,
He fell in wild dispair.
He stagger’d to a chair;
He falter’d, spoke, then on her breast,
He fell in wild dispair.
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Oh! pitying Heav’n, preserve my child
Preserve her God from ill;
Then I in accents soft and mild
Will bear thy tortures still.
Preserve her God from ill;
Then I in accents soft and mild
Will bear thy tortures still.
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Then from his belt a fork and spoon
He plac’d before her view;
He paus’d, before he ask’d the boon,
While tears his cheeks bedew.
He plac’d before her view;
He paus’d, before he ask’d the boon,
While tears his cheeks bedew.