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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
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A DISTURBED SPIRIT.
An honest Pat, whose intellectual wifeHad caused no small vexation during life,
Was following her corpse, with look sedate,
And heart resigned to the decrees of fate;
When—something in the coffin seemed to stir!
—The bearers paused to raise the lid for her—
But Pat exclaimed, “She's at her ould work still,
“That woman won't be plased do what you will;
“Go, bearing the dead darling, ah! contrive
“To do it—there's no bearing her alive!
“Be aisy, now—she's dead—she's talking stuff,
“Don't bother yourselves, dears—she's dead enough.”
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