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And wherefore do the Poor complain	A
The rich man asked of me	B
Come walk abroad with me I said	C
And I will answer thee	B
	-
Twas evening and the frozen streets	D
Were cheerless to behold	E
And we were wrapt and coated well	F
And yet we were a cold	E
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We met an old bare headed man	G
His locks were few and white	H
I ask'd him what he did abroad	I
In that cold winter's night	H
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'Twas bitter keen indeed he said	C
But at home no fire had he	B
And therefore he had come abroad	I
To ask for charity	B
	-
We met a young bare footed child	J
And she begg'd loud and bold	E
I ask'd her what she did abroad	I
When the wind it blew so cold	E
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She said her father was at home	K
And he lay sick a bed	C
And therefore was it she was sent	L
Abroad to beg for bread	C
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We saw a woman sitting down	M
Upon a stone to rest	N
She had a baby at her back	O
And another at her breast	N
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I ask'd her why she loiter'd there	P
When the wind it was so chill	Q
She turn'd her head and bade the child	J
That scream'd behind be still	Q
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She told us that her husband served	R
A soldier far away	S
And therefore to her parish she	B
Was begging back her way	S
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We met a girl her dress was loose	T
And sunken was her eye	U
Who with the wanton's hollow voice	V
Address'd the passers by	U
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I ask'd her what there was in guilt	W
That could her heart allure	X
To shame disease and late remorse	Y
She answer'd she was poor	Z
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I turn'd me to the rich man then	A2
For silently stood he	B
You ask'd me why the Poor complain	A
And these have answer'd thee	B

Robert Southey

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