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liiFT , lift me tip !—my broken heart Must speak before I go : Oh , mother , it is death to part From you—I love you so !
You did not tell me I should die , You fear'd your child would grieve ; But I am dying I One is nigh Whom kindness can ' t deceive . My angel-aunts I hope will take A little gift from me ; So let them cherish , for my sake , My " Pennant's Zoology . "
My pencil-case must not be lost , Tvvas giv'n me by a brother ; I give it her who loves me most : You will not lose it , mother . Ere summer came , I hoped in God I should a-fishing go : Let Henry have my fishing-rod' — He loves to fish , you know :
' Give him my reel , my gimp , my lines , My flies with silk mdssM o ' er ; Again the lilied summer shines , But I shall fish no more . 4 Edwin and Francis never can By these poor eyes be seen : Kiss four for me—give this to Ann , And this to Mary Green . 4 Henry and Fanny—Noah , John , Ebby , and Benjamin , Are all at home ; so , one by one . Dear mother , bring them in .
To make my will and bid adieu , Before 1 pass away , Few hours are mine ; and short and few The words I wish to say . I have not much to leave behind , But what I carn'd I have ; ' For well you taught my willing mind That Spendall is a slave . ' You have the keys of both my looks , And keep my little store ; Just forty potfrrds are in my box , My father owes me four .
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