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THE post boy drove with fierce career	A
For threatening clouds the moon had drowned	B
When as we hurried on my ear	C
Was smitten with a startling sound	B
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As if the wind blew many ways	D
I heard the sound and more and more	E
It seemed to follow with the chaise	D
And still I heard it as before	E
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At length I to the boy called out	F
He stopped his horses at the word	G
But neither cry nor voice nor shout	F
Nor aught else like it could be heard	G
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The boy then smacked his whip and fast	H
The horses scampered through the rain	I
But hearing soon upon the blast	H
The cry I bade him halt again	J
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Forthwith alighting on the ground	B
'Whence comes ' said I 'this piteous moan '	-
And there a little Girl I found	B
Sitting behind the chaise alone	K
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'My cloak ' no other word she spake	L
But loud and bitterly she wept	M
As if her innocent heart would break	L
And down from off her seat she leapt	M
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'What ails you child ' she sobbed 'Look here '	-
I saw it in the wheel entangled	N
A weather beaten rag as e'er	O
From any garden scare crow dangled	N
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There twisted between nave and spoke	P
It hung nor could at once be freed	Q
But our joint pains unloosed the cloak	P
A miserable rag indeed	Q
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'And whither are you going child	R
To night alone these lonesome ways '	-
'To Durham ' answered she half wild	R
'Then come with me into the chaise '	-
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Insensible to all relief	S
Sat the poor girl and forth did send	T
Sob after sob as if her grief	S
Could never never have an end	T
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'My child in Durham do you dwell '	-
She checked herself in her distress	U
And said 'My name is Alice Fell	V
I'm fatherless and motherless	W
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'And I to Durham Sir belong '	-
Again as if the thought would choke	P
Her very heart her grief grew strong	X
And all was for her tattered cloak	P
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The chaise drove on our journey's end	T
Was nigh and sitting by my side	Y
As if she had lost her only friend	T
She wept nor would be pacified	Y
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Up to the tavern door we post	Z
Of Alice and her grief I told	A2
And I gave money to the host	Z
To buy a new cloak for the old	A2
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'And let it be of duffil grey	B2
As warm a cloak as man can sell '	-
Proud creature was she the next day	B2
The little orphan Alice Fell	V

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