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A TRUE STORY.
From a village that layIn a land far away,
A dog they call'd Hardy was brought;
He came in a ship from his own native land;
The ship left him lonely and lost on the strand;
And vainly the sailors he sought.
He knew not the day,
That the ship sail'd away;
He wandered, a stranger, unknown;
But daily beside the wide water he stood,
And look'd on the ships as they lay on the flood,
And tried to discover his own.
That the ship sail'd away;
He wandered, a stranger, unknown;
But daily beside the wide water he stood,
And look'd on the ships as they lay on the flood,
And tried to discover his own.
One day a poor child,
That was playful and wild,
Fell into the deep flowing wave;
The dog saw it sink, and the billow close o'er,
He rush'd in and brought the poor child to the shore,
Alive from the watery grave.
That was playful and wild,
Fell into the deep flowing wave;
The dog saw it sink, and the billow close o'er,
He rush'd in and brought the poor child to the shore,
Alive from the watery grave.
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A home as a meed,
For his generous deed,
Thenceforward was freely supplied;
His friends gave him food, and a kindly caress;
They loved him while living, and would not do less,
Than give him a grave when he died.
For his generous deed,
Thenceforward was freely supplied;
His friends gave him food, and a kindly caress;
They loved him while living, and would not do less,
Than give him a grave when he died.
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