HANNAH VERRIOR.

Tha zâ I'm maz'd,--my Husband's dead,

My chile, (hush! hush! Lord love er face!)

Tha pit-hawl had at Milemas, when

Thâ put me in theäze pooät-hawl place.

Thâ zâ I'm maz'd.--I veel--I thenk---

I tâk--I ate, an oten drenk.--

Tha _thenk_, a-mâ-be, zumtimes, _peel_--

An gee me stra vor bed an peel!

Thâ zâ I'm maz'd.--Hush! Babby, dear!

Thâ shan't come to er!--niver fear!

Thâ zâ thy Father's dead!--Naw, naw!

A'll niver die while I'm belaw.

Thâ zâ I'm maz'd.--Why dwont you speak?

Fie James!--or else my hort ool break!--

James _is_ not dead! nor Babby!--naw!

Thâ'll niver die while I'm belaw!

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