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My very dear friend	A
Should never depend	A
Upon anything clever or witty	B
From a poor country wight	C
When attempting to write	C
To one in your far famous city	B
Indeed I'm inclined	D
To fear that you'll find	D
These lines heavy and quite out of joint	E
And now I declare	F
It's no more than fair	F
Should this prove a dull letter	G
That you write me a better	G
And something that's quite to the point	E
This having premised	H
As at present advised	I
I'll indulge in the thoughts that incline	J
Not with curious eye	K
The dim future to spy	K
But glance backward to Auld Lang Syne	J
If I recollect right	C
It was a cold day quite	C
And not far from night	C
When the Boarding School famous I entered	L
Now what could I do	M
Scarce above my own shoe	M
Did I dare take a view	M
Or to speak or e'en move hardly ventured	L
At this school I remained	N
Till supposed to have gained	N
Education quite good and sufficient	O
But one in those days	P
Thought deserving of praise	P
Would in these be deemed very deficient	O
And here we will try	K
Before the mind's eye	K
To bring forward a few of that household	Q
There were the witty	B
Also the pretty	B
But some very plain	J
Not a few very vain	J
And among them the phlegmatic and cold	Q
Though it seems out of place	R
I will here find a space	R
For some few in the lower apartment	O
Sure this must be right	C
They contributed quite	C
To our comfort in their humble department	O
Here's Lydia and Polly	B
And Peter the jolly	B
With teeth white as ivory	B
And cheeks black as ebony	B
So from Africa doubtless was he	B
But we'll ascend from below	S
And see entering just now	J
With a Parisian bow	J
And all in a glow	S
Gay Monsieur Pichon	J
And French teacher Faucon	J
Also V the Musician	J
And B Mathematician	J
Monsieur Laboltierre	B
So brisk and debonnair	B
Had also been there	B
And there's Eggleston fair	B
With whom none might compare	B
Miss W romantic	T
Miss F transatlantic	T
And of others a score you might see	B
But here I propose	U
The long list to close	V
With addition of only one name	W
Amidst the gay throng	X
Was one lovely and young	Y
Who brought sunshine wherever she came	W
She had light brown hair	B
Was graceful and fair	B
Of children many	B
Youngest of any	B
And Margaret this maiden they call	Z
A sweet smile she had	A2
That round her lips played	B2
And with eyes bright and blue	M
She'd a heart warm and true	M
And disposition affectionate withal	M
One advantage she'll allow	M
That I have over her now	M
The same in our youthful days when	J
On our studies intent	C2
Over school desk we bent	C2
Her Senior I always have been	J
How like to a dream	D2
Do those days to me seem	D2
When with others preparing to enter	B
On the world's great stage	E2
And with light heart engage	E2
Our part in the drama to venture	B
Of that school there's not one	J
Except thee alone	J
Whom now living as friend I can claim	W
Some have departed	F2
Some are false hearted	F2
And their friendship exists but in name	W
But that friendship's long lived	G2
That forty years has survived	G2
And may we not hope 'twill endure	B
When in flames of fire	B
This earth will expire	B
And old time shall itself be no more	B
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July	M

Mary Ann H. T. Bigelow

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