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SONG. SUNG BY NINE SISTERS ABOUT TO SEPARATE.

Ah Sisters, sweet Sisters, although we must roam,
Far, far from our Parent, our Friends, and our Home,
How soothing to think that no space can divide
The bonds which Affection and Nature have tied;—
Have tied round your hearts—and tho' scatter'd they lie,
All space they elude, and all parting defy:
North and south, east and west, tho' we diversely go,
Those bonds of Affection and Nature shall glow:
Tho' form'd of young roses, they're stronger than steel,
And brighter than gems all the mines can reveal;
In our bosoms the rivets are fix'd to remain,
For, though distance extends, it ne'er weakens the chain;
Each Sister's a link, wheresoe'er her retreat,
And our Parent the centre at which we all meet.