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He stopt it surely was a groan	A
That from the hovel came	B
He stopt and listened anxiously	C
Again it sounds the same	B
	-
It surely from the hovel comes	D
And now he hastens there	E
And thence he hears the name of Christ	F
Amidst a broken prayer	E
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He entered in the hovel now	G
A sailor there he sees	H
His hands were lifted up to Heaven	I
And he was on his knees	H
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Nor did the Sailor so intent	J
His entering footsteps heed	K
But now the Lord's prayer said and now	G
His half forgotten creed	K
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And often on his Saviour call'd	L
With many a bitter groan	A
In such heart anguish as could spring	M
From deepest guilt alone	A
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He ask'd the miserable man	N
Why he was kneeling there	E
And what the crime had been that caus'd	O
The anguish of his prayer	E
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Oh I have done a wicked thing	M
It haunts me night and day	P
And I have sought this lonely place	Q
Here undisturb'd to pray	P
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I have no place to pray on board	R
So I came here alone	A
That I might freely kneel and pray	P
And call on Christ and groan	A
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If to the main mast head I go	S
The wicked one is there	E
From place to place from rope to rope	T
He follows every where	E
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I shut my eyes it matters not	U
Still still the same I see	C
And when I lie me down at night	V
'Tis always day with me	C
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He follows follows every where	E
And every place is Hell	W
O God and I must go with him	X
In endless fire to dwell	W
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He follows follows every where	E
He's still above below	S
Oh tell me where to fly from him	X
Oh tell me where to go	S
	-
But tell me quoth the Stranger then	Y
What this thy crime hath been	Z
So haply I may comfort give	A2
To one that grieves for sin	Z
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O I have done a cursed deed	K
The wretched man replies	B2
And night and day and every where	E
'Tis still before my eyes	B2
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I sail'd on board a Guinea man	N
And to the slave coast went	J
Would that the sea had swallowed me	C
When I was innocent	C2
	-
And we took in our cargo there	E
Three hundred negroe slaves	D2
And we sail'd homeward merrily	C
Over the ocean waves	D2
	-
But some were sulky of the slaves	D2
And would not touch their meat	E2
So therefore we were forced by threats	F2
And blows to make them eat	E2
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One woman sulkier than the rest	G2
Would still refuse her food	H2
O Jesus God I hear her cries	B2
I see her in her blood	I2
	-
The Captain made me tie her up	J2
And flog while he stood by	K2
And then he curs'd me if I staid	L2
My hand to hear her cry	K2
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She groan'd she shriek'd I could not spare	E
For the Captain he stood by	K2
Dear God that I might rest one night	V
From that poor woman's cry	K2
	-
She twisted from the blows her blood	I2
Her mangled flesh I see	C
And still the Captain would not spare	E
Oh he was worse than me	C
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She could not be more glad than I	K2
When she was taken down	M2
A blessed minute 'twas the last	N2
That I have ever known	A
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I did not close my eyes all night	V
Thinking what I had done	I
I heard her groans and they grew faint	O2
About the rising sun	I
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She groan'd and groan'd but her groans grew	P2
Fainter at morning tide	Q2
Fainter and fainter still they came	B
Till at the noon she died	Q2
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They flung her overboard poor wretch	R2
She rested from her pain	S2
But when O Christ O blessed God	T2
Shall I have rest again	Y
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I saw the sea close over her	U2
Yet she was still in sight	V
I see her twisting every where	E
I see her day and night	V
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Go where I will do what I can	N
The wicked one I see	C
Dear Christ have mercy on my soul	V2
O God deliver me	C
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To morrow I set sail again	Y
Not to the Negroe shore	W2
Wretch that I am I will at least	X2
Commit that sin no more	W2
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O give me comfort if you can	N
Oh tell me where to fly	K2
And bid me hope if there be hope	T
For one so lost as I	K2
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Poor wretch the stranger he replied	Q2
Put thou thy trust in heaven	I
And call on him for whose dear sake	Y2
All sins shall be forgiven	I
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This night at least is thine go thou	G
And seek the house of prayer	E
There shalt thou hear the word of God	T2
And he will help thee there	E

Robert Southey

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