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Lines To The Tune Of oh! Lady Fair! Where Art Thou Going?

John Carr (Sir)

Sing, bird of grief! still eve descending,
And soothe a mind with sorrow rending;
Ne'er may I see the blush of morrow,
But close this night the sigh of sorrow;

Then, if some wand'rer here directed
Shall find my mossy grave neglected,
May he replace the weed that's growing
With the nearest flow'r that's blowing!

(C) John Carr (sir)
03/10/2020


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