MESSAGE.

In earth life I was tall and fair

With jet black eyes and golden hair

Eyes that sparkled with mirth and song

And whose hair in curls one yard long.

Ah but many sad years ago

My life was burdened with woe

But the seens [_sic_] through which I passed

Are now with gladness overcast.

I was born in your earth to await

The coming of a cruel fate

Yes, I a true and loving wife

But mine was a sad darkened life.

Oh a life which seemed to last

To me the future, as the past,

And as the lone hours drifted by

My only prayer, Oh could I die.

Cruel is the assassins hand

Yet so many are in your land

Day by day as a fearful flood

Hearts have flowed in tears of blood.

My own the pain, I could not tell

But I can say I know full well

My soul ne'er found sweet peace one day

And with earth I could no longer stay.

My form was sold to doctors three

So you have all that's left of me

I come to greet you in white mull

You that prizes my lonely skull.

I can cause you many bright hours

Strew your path in purest flowers

For your kindness tendered me

I will _always_ guard and guide thee.

You may call me your Sister Belle

My other name I ne'er can tell

They tell me it is for the best

To let earth's troubles be at rest.

Tis _I_ who have often raped [_sic_]

In your quiet room have taped [_sic_]

And have impressed on your mind

Many inquiries of me so kind.

By Blind Harry for a beautiful lady who gives the name Belle.

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