William Cowper.
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The Victim of Circumstances.
By an Outcast.
Who tucked me up in bed at night,
And cried as she blew out the light:
“Now go to sleep, you little fright?”—
My Mother!
Who patted me upon the head,
And in the gruffest accents said:
“Get out, you oaf, and earn your bread?”—