He seemed not one of the living,
And yet he could not die.
’Tis said that the lady met him,
When many years had past,
And kissing his lips, released him
From the burden of life at last.
THE YOUNG MOTHER’S LAMENT.
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BY MRS. E. C. KINNEY.
He seemed not one of the living,
And yet he could not die.
’Tis said that the lady met him,
When many years had past,
And kissing his lips, released him
From the burden of life at last.
———
BY MRS. E. C. KINNEY.