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After W W	A
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An adventure of the Author's and one designed to show that grievances may be met with in the cottages of the humblest and may take the most unexpected forms	B
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When in my white washed walls confined	C
Till eve her freedom brings	D
I often turn a musing mind	C
To think awhile of things	D
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And thus about the noontide glow	E
To day my thoughts recalled	F
Old Adam whom I once did know	E
A dear old thing though bald	F
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A village Gravedigger was he	G
With Newgate fringe of grey	H
The only man that one could see	G
At work on Saturday	G
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For on those evenings which provide	I
A due release to toil	J
He shovelled wearily and plied	I
His task upon the soil	J
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Therein a sorrow Adam had	K
And when he knew me well	L
He told this tale and made me sad	K
Which now to you I tell	L
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For once my feet did chance to stray	H
Across the old churchyard	M
And Adam sighed and paused to say	H
'It's werry werry hard '	-
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I marvelled much to hear him sigh	N
And when he paused again	O
'Come come you quaint old thing ' said I	N
'Why thus this tone of pain '	-
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In silence Adam rose and gained	P
A seat amid the stones	Q
And thus the veteran complained	P
The dear old bag of bones	Q
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'Down by the wall the Village goes	R
How horrid sounds their glee	G
On Saturdays they early close	S
They have their Sundays free	G
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'And here on this depressing spot	T
I cannot choose but moan	U
That I a labouring man have not	T
An hour to call my own	U
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'The Blacksmith in his Sunday things	D
The Clerk that leaves his till	V
Can give their thoughts of labour wings	D
And frolic as they will	V
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'To me they drat 'em never give	W
A thought they wander by	N
An irritation while they live	X
A nuisance when they die	N
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'If there be one that needs lament	Y
The way these folks behave	Z
'Tis he whose holidays are spent	Y
In digging someone's grave	Z
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'For when a person takes and dies	A2
On Monday though it be	G
They never hold his obsequies	A2
Till Sunday after three	G
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'And thus it fares through their delay	H
That I may not begin	B2
To dig the grave till Saturday	G
On Sunday fill it in	B2
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'My Sabbath ease is broken through	A
My Saturdays destroyed	C2
Many employ me very few	A
Have left me unemployed '	-
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Again did Adam murmur 'Drat '	-
And smote the old churchyard	M
And said as on his hands he spat	D2
'It's werry werry hard '	-
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And as I rose the path to take	E2
That led me home again	O
My head was in my wideawake	E2
His words were in my brain	F2

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