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1. The Lowlands Low (continued)

   

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   Emily's cruel father, it lay heavily on his breast - The murder of young |Edmond, and the crime he soon confessed; He paid the penalty of the law and died a public show For the killing of young Edmond bold, who ploughed the low lands low. His love was broken hearted and from that fatal day She mourned for her lover and slowly pined away. The little fishes in the stream that wander to and fro Remind me of young Edmond bold, down in the low lands low.

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2. The Workhouse Inmate's Wail

   

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   Sad is my fate the weary inmate cried,
   Within these walls of every joy denied;
   Within these walls damp wards and narrow cells
   Where pestilential, foul infection dwells.
   Where ghastly famine grins a sickly sneer
   And desolation in dark robes appear;
   Where wasting hunger, craving want and woe
   Proclaims pale death's advancing sure and slow.

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