Ellen Gray or, The dead maiden's curse. A poem, by the late Dr. Archibald Macleod [i.e. W. L. Bowles] |
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No other friend had he, save one blue jay
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Which, from the Mississippi, far away,
O'er the Atlantic, to his native land
He brought;—it fed from its protector's hand,
And sometimes sang at morn, so loud and clear,
That ev'ry passenger would pause to hear.
In the great world there was not one beside
For whom he car'd, since his grey father died.
Which, from the Mississippi, far away,
O'er the Atlantic, to his native land
He brought;—it fed from its protector's hand,
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That ev'ry passenger would pause to hear.
In the great world there was not one beside
For whom he car'd, since his grey father died.
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