Curiosities of Street Literature

by Unknown

Miles and the true-love by death is parted,

In health and bloom, he the world did leave,

And his true love, quite broken-hearted,

For Miles the weaver, in pain do grieve;

At the early age of three and twenty,

In the shades below, with the worms do dwell,

On the fatal drop, he cried, broken-hearted,

May we meet in heaven, my sweet Sarah Bell.

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H. Disley, Printer, 57, High street, St. Giles, London.—W.C.