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ON THE DEATH OF A FAVORITE DOG WHO WAS KILLED BY THE CARS
Poor Jessie! thou art gone;
Thy pilgrimage is o'er;
The pleasures of this life
Thou wilt enjoy no more.
Yet thou'st accomplished well thy end:
In losing thee we've lost a friend.
Thy pilgrimage is o'er;
The pleasures of this life
Thou wilt enjoy no more.
Yet thou'st accomplished well thy end:
In losing thee we've lost a friend.
Poor Jessie! thou art gone;
Thy lamp of life is out;
Dangers have battled with
Thy constitution stout;
But battled they in vain with thee,
As in the sequel all can see.
Thy lamp of life is out;
Dangers have battled with
Thy constitution stout;
But battled they in vain with thee,
As in the sequel all can see.
Poor Jessie! thou art gone;
Thy thread of life was spun
To an uncommon length,
Yet now thy days are done.
An iron hand did end thy life
With perils and with courage rife.
Thy thread of life was spun
To an uncommon length,
Yet now thy days are done.
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With perils and with courage rife.
Poor Jessie! thou art gone;
We bid thee now adieu;
No person e'er shall be
Attended more by you;
In peace and quiet thou shalt lie;
Jessie, we bid thee now, good-by.
We bid thee now adieu;
No person e'er shall be
Attended more by you;
In peace and quiet thou shalt lie;
Jessie, we bid thee now, good-by.
Abby.
September, 1846.
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