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A pathetic tragedy I will relate	A
Concerning poor Fred Marsden's fate	A
Who suffocated himself by the fumes of gas	B
On the th of May and in the year of alas	B
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Fred Marsden was a playwright the theatrical world knows	C
And was highly esteemed by the people and had very few foes	C
And in New York in his bedroom he took his life away	D
And was found by his servant William in his bedroom where he lay	D
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The manner in which he took his life first he locked the door	E
Then closed down the window and a sheet to shreds he tore	E
And then stopped the keyholes and chinks through which air might come	F
Then turned on the single gas burner and soon the deed was done	G
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About seven o'clock in the evening he bade his wife good night	H
And she left him smoking in his room thinking all was right	H
But when morning came his daughter said she smelled gas	B
Then William his servant called loudly on him but no answer alas	B
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Then suspicion flashed across William's brain and he broke open the door	E
Then soon the family were in a state of uproar	E
For the room was full of gas and Mr Marsden quite dead	I
And a more kind hearted father never ate of the world's bread	I
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And by his kindness he spoiled his only child	J
His pretty daughter Blanche which made him wild	J
For some time he thought her an angel she was so very civil	K
But she dishonoured herself and proved herself a devil	K
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Her father idolised her and on her spared no expense	L
And the kind hearted father gave her too much indulgence	M
Because evening parties and receptions were got up for her sake	N
Besides he bought her a steam yacht to sail on Schroon Lake	N
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His means he lavished upon his home and his wife	O
And he loved his wife and daughter as dear as his life	O
But Miss Blanche turned to folly and wrecked their home through strife	O
And through Miss Marsden's folly her father took his life	O
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She wanted to ride and her father bought her a horse	P
And by giving her such indulgences in morals she grew worse	Q
And by her immoral actions she broke her father's heart	R
And in my opinion she has acted a very ungrateful part	R
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At last she fled from her father's house which made him mourn	S
Then the crazy father went after her and begged her to return	T
But she tore her father's beard and about the face beat him	U
Then fled to her companions in evil and thought it no sin	V
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Then her father sent her one hundred dollars and found her again	W
And he requested her to come home but it was all in vain	X
For his cruel daughter swore at him without any dread	I
And alas next morning he was found dead in his bed	I
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And soon theatrical circles were shocked to learn	T
Of the sudden death of genial Fred Marsden	G
Whose house had been famous for its hospitality	Y
To artists litterateurs and critics of high and low degree	Y
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And now dear Mrs Marsden is left alone to mourn	S
The loss of her loving husband whom to her will ne'er return	T
But I hope God will be kind to her in her bereavement	Z
And open her daughter's eyes and make her repent	A2
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For being the cause of her father's death the generous Fred	I
Who oft poor artists and mendicants has fed	I
But alas his bounties they will never receive more	E
Therefore poor artists and mendicants will his loss deplore	E
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Therefore all ye kind parents of high and low degree	Y
I pray ye all be advised by me	Y
And never pamper your children in any way	D
Nor idolise them for they are apt to go astray	D
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And treat ye like pretty Blanche Marsden	G
Who by her folly has been the death of one of the finest men	W
So all kind parents be warned by me	Y
And remember always this sad Tragedy	Y

William Topaz Mcgonagall

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