poems.
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On my return I found Hannah here;
Jeremiah had driven her down;
And oh, I saw Moses, the dear,
When John drove me to church "up in town."
Jeremiah had driven her down;
And oh, I saw Moses, the dear,
When John drove me to church "up in town."
I really do like Mr. Potter;
His sermon I'll never forget.
I see every day "the old trotter";[1]
I've not seen my friend David yet.
His sermon I'll never forget.
I see every day "the old trotter";[1]
I've not seen my friend David yet.
I have made my new cambric dress;
Have altered my merino one too;
I have made those monstrous sleeves less,
And it looks just as well as if new.
Have altered my merino one too;
I have made those monstrous sleeves less,
And it looks just as well as if new.
I write full many a piece too
When evening and silence prevail;
And.I've read three books at least too,
Though much has suspended the tale.
When evening and silence prevail;
And.I've read three books at least too,
Though much has suspended the tale.
This morning I got your long letter,
(You've written me two since I came).
I am glad to hear you are better;
And happy to say I'm the same.
(You've written me two since I came).
I am glad to hear you are better;
And happy to say I'm the same.
- ↑ The individual we had so named was an odious old bachelor who promenaded the street of the village continually. We had a due respect for estimable old age.
