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268 THE CKUEL, MOTHER.
" 0 bonnie babes ! gin ye were mine, us
I would dress you up in satin fine !
"01 would dress you in the silk, And wash you ay in morning milk !"
" 0 cruel mother ! we were thine,
And thou made us to wear the twine. x
" O cursed mother ! heaven 's high, And that's where thou will ne'er win nigh.
" O cursed mother ! hell is deep, And there thou'll enter step by step." |
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