قراءة كتاب The Maid and the Magpie An Interesting Tale Founded on Facts
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The Maid and the Magpie An Interesting Tale Founded on Facts
الصفحة رقم: 5
laughable, old Gerard said,
And smiling as he spoke;
That Mag should call his fav’rite maid,
And well enjoy’d the joke.
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It may be so, said Julianne too,
But ominous I wot;
But here’s the justice—out she flew.
And brought him to the spot.
But ominous I wot;
But here’s the justice—out she flew.
And brought him to the spot.
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The case was told, he shook his head,
Annette was prov’d the thief;
Each eye was now with tears o’er shed,
With tears of poignant grief.
Annette was prov’d the thief;
Each eye was now with tears o’er shed,
With tears of poignant grief.
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They urg’d her to confess the deed,
I’m innocent she cry’d!
In vain her Blaisot tried to plead,
But, “mercy” all denied.
I’m innocent she cry’d!
In vain her Blaisot tried to plead,
But, “mercy” all denied.
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Immoveable the laws command,
No treaties could prevail;
They seiz’d Annette with desp’rate hand,
Her fate they all bewail.
No treaties could prevail;
They seiz’d Annette with desp’rate hand,
Her fate they all bewail.
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Immur’d within a dungeons gloom,
She waits the destin’d blow;
Tho’ innocent, the culprits doom,
Must end her ev’ry woe.
She waits the destin’d blow;
Tho’ innocent, the culprits doom,
Must end her ev’ry woe.
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Her trial came,——Annette was cast,
Each heard it with a sigh;
And now their ev’ry hope was past,
Annette was doom’d to die.
Each heard it with a sigh;
And now their ev’ry hope was past,
Annette was doom’d to die.
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Her dreary moments, who can tell,
Till Blaisot met her view;
They wept, they sigh’d, when Annettes knell
Proclaim’d their last adieu.
Till Blaisot met her view;
They wept, they sigh’d, when Annettes knell
Proclaim’d their last adieu.
Verse 5647
Then from her neck, a cross she took,
And gave it kisses three;
Receive from one, by hope forsook,
A gift design’d for thee.
And gave it kisses three;
Receive from one, by hope forsook,
A gift design’d for thee.
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He trembling took the proffer’d prize,
Forebodings shook his frame;
A flood of tears bedim’d his eyes,
He bless’d the givers name.
Forebodings shook his frame;
A flood of tears bedim’d his eyes,
He bless’d the givers name.
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With down cast look, and heavy heart,
He homeward bent his way;
He tax’d the fates, that love could part,
Or cause such sad dismay.
He homeward bent his way;
He tax’d the fates, that love could part,
Or cause such sad dismay.
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Just as he reached his Fathers cot,