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Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers
Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the way side,

When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide
Flagons of home brewed ale, ah' fair in sooth was the maiden

Evangeline P 5.

The Pomplete Lactical Wanit

Edinburgh Gall & IngLis 38 North BRIDGE

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I Dons of home brewed ale, ah fair in sooth was the maiden

Evangeline P3

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The soil is barren, the farm is old,

The thoughtful planter said.
Then looked upon the Slavers Gold,
And then

upon
the maid

The Quadroon P. 240

EDINBURGH GALL & IngLis 58 NORTH BRIDGE

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