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A pathetic tale of the sea I will unfold	A
Enough to make one's blood run cold	A
Concerning four fishermen cast adrift in a dory	B
As I've been told I'll relate the story	B
T'was on the th April on the afternoon of that day	C
That the village of Louisburg was thrown into a wild state or dismay	C
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And the villagers flew to the beach in a state of wild uproar	D
And in a dory they found four men were cast ashore	D
Then the villagers in surprise assembled about the dory	B
And they found that the bottom of the boat was gory	B
Then their hearts were seized with sudden dread	E
when they discovered that two of the men were dead	E
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And the two survivors were exhausted from exposure hunger and cold	A
Which used the spectators to shudder when them they did behold	A
And with hunger the poor men couldn't stand on their feet	F
They felt so weakly on their legs for want of meat	F
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They were carried to a boarding house without delay	C
But those that were looking on were stricken with dismay	C
When the remains of James and Angus McDonald were found in the boat	G
Likewise three pieces or flesh in a pool or blood afloat	G
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Angus McDonald's right arm was missing from the elbow	H
and the throat was cut in a sickening manner which filled the villagers hearts with woe	H
Especially when they saw two pieces of flesh had been cut from each thigh	I
'Twas then the kind hearted villagers did murmur and sigh	I
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Angus McDonald must have felt the pangs of hunger before he did try	I
to cut two pieces of fiesh from James McDonald's thigh	I
But Oh heaven the pangs of hunger are very hard to thole	J
And anything that's eatable is precious unto an hungry soul	J
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Alas it is most pitiful and horrible to think	K
That with hunger christians will each other's blood drink	K
And eat each other's flesh to save themselves from starvation	L
But the pangs or hunger makes them mad and drives them to desperation	L
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An old American soldier that had passed through the Civil War	D
Declared the scene surpassed anything he's seen by far	M
And at the sight the crowd in horror turned away	C
which no doubt they will remember for many a day	C
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Colin Chisholm one of the survivors was looking very pale	N
Stretched on a sofa at the boarding house making his wail	N
Poor fellow his feet was greatly swollen and with a melancholy air	O
He gave the following account of the distressing affair	O
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We belonged to the American fishing schooner named Cicely	B
And our captain was a brave man called McKenzie	B
And the vessel had fourteen hands altogether	P
And during the passage we had favourable weather	P
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'Twas on March the th we sailed from Gloucester on the Wednesday	B
And all our hearts felt buoyant and gay	C
And we arrived on the Western banks on the succeeding Tuesday	B
While the time unto us seemed to pass merrily away	C
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About eight O'clock in the morning we left the vessel in a dory	B
And I hope all kind christians will take heed to my story	B
Well while we were at our work the sky began to frown	Q
And with a dense fog we were suddenly shut down	Q
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Then we hunted and shouted and every nerve did strain	R
Thinking to find our schooner but alas it was all in vain	R
Because the thick fog hid the vessel from our view	S
And to keep ourselves warm we closely to each other drew	S
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We had not one drop of water nor provisions of any kind	T
Which alas soon began to tell on our mind	T
Especially upon James McDonald who was very thinly clad	U
And with the cold and hunger he felt almost mad	U
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And looking from the stern where he was lying	V
he said Good bye mates Oh I am dying	V
Poor fellow we kept his body thinking the rest of us would be saved	W
Then with hunger Angus McDonald began to cry and madly raved	W
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And he cried Oh God send us some kind of meat	F
Because I'm resolved to have something to eat	F
Oh do not let us starve on the briny flood	X
Or else I will drink of poor Jim's blood	X
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Then he suddenly seized his knife and cut off poor Jim's arm	Y
Not thinking in his madness he'd done any harm	Y
Then poor Jim's blood he did drink and his flesh did eat	F
Declaring that the blood tasted like cream and was a treat	F
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Then he asked me to taste it saying It was good without doubt	Z
Then I tasted it but in disgust I instantly spat it out	Z
Saying if I was to die within an hour on the briny flood	X
I would neither eat the flesh nor drink the blood	X
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Then in the afternoon again he turned to me	B
Saying I'm going to cut Jim's throat for more blood d'ye see	B
Then I begged of him for God's sake not to cut the throat of poor Jim	A2
But he cried Ha ha to save my own life I consider it no sin	B2
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I tried to prevent him but he struck me without dismay	C
And cut poor Jim's throat in defiance of me or all I could say	C
Also a piece of flesh from each thigh and began to eat away	C
But poor fellow he sickened about noon and died on the Sunday	C
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Now it is all over and I will thank all my life	C2
Who has preserved me and my mate McEachern in the midst of danger and strife	C2
And I hope that all landsmen of low and high degree	B
Will think of the hardships of poor mariners while at sea	B

William Topaz Mcgonagall

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