Each wrong they suffer and each wo they feel.—
Alas! their sorrows in their bosoms dwell;
They've much to suffer, but have nought to tell;
They have no evil in the place to state,
And dare not say, it is the house they hate:
They own, there's granted all such place can give,
But live repining, for 'tis there they live.
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Grandsires are there, who now no more must see,
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