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Commemorative of Thamozine J., wife of James Vernon:
'Tis with regret, dear Thamozine,
Her voice no more to hear,
I'll banish from my heart
Her groanings in my ear.
Her children were her care,
To me she did request,
Take care and with them share
On your honesty I can trust.
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Poor Martha Snell, she's gone away,
She would if she could, but she could not stay;
She'd two bad legs, and a baddish cough,
But her legs it was that carried her off.
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Here lies my wife, poor Molly, let her lie,
She finds repose at last, and so do I.
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