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means of relief was afforded , but in vain , for in less than two hoars she expired . In a small box by the side of the bed were found some papers by which it appeared that she was of a good family , and had received more than an ordinary education , that
She had changed her name , and concealed that of her parents whom she pitied , and whose greatest fault had been too much indulgence and misplaced confidence in the prudence of their favorite daughter . On the back of some directions respecting her funeral , the following pathetic lines were written , and some little money in the box was assigned to have them inscribed on & tomb-stone—thus , ,
Verses for iny Toml-Stoke ^ if ever I should have one , BY A PROSTITUTE , AND A PENITENT , The wretched victim of a tjuick decay , Iteliev'd from life , oh humble bed 01 clay The last and only refuge of my woes ,
A love-lostj ruin'd female I repose . From the sad hour I listen ed to his charms , . And fell , half forc'd in the deceiver ' s arms , To that whose awful veil hides ev ' ry fault $ helfring my sufferings in this welcome vault .
"When jiamper'd , starv ed , abandoned , or in drink ^ My thoughts were rack'd , in striving not to think \ 3 Mor could rejected conscience claim the pow ' r T' improve the respite of one serious hour : 1 durst not look to what I was before ,
My soul shrunk back and wish'd to be no more . Of eye undaunted , and of touch impure , Qld ere of age , worn out when scarce mature . , Daily debas'd to stifle my disgust Of forc'd enjoyment ih affected lust , Cover'd with guilty infection , debt , and want ,
My home a brothel , and the streets my haunt , For seven long years of infamy I ' ve pin'd , And fondled , loath'd , and pre > r'd upon mankind - Till the full course of sin and vice gone through ^ My shatter'd fabric fail'd at twenty-two . Th £ n death with ev ' ry horror in his train , Here clos'd the scene of nought but guilt and pain . Ye fair associates of my op ' ning bloom , O ! come , and weep , and profit at my tomb Let my short youth , my blighted beauty prov £ The fatal poison of unlawful love ! O ! think now quick my foul career I ran , The dupe of passion , vanity , and man ! Then shun the path where gay delusions shine ^ Be your ' s the lesson—sad experience mine !
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Story of a Penitent Prostitute . 131
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), March 2, 1806, page 131, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1722/page/19/
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