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The Green Silk Purse

           

           Amongthesedittieswasone,thelastoftheconcert,andtothefollowingeffect:

           Ah!bleakandbarrenwasthemoor,

           Ah!loudandpiercingwasthestorm,

           Thecottageroofwasshelter’dsure,

           Thecottagehearthwasbrightandwarm

           Anorphanboythelatticepass’d,

           And,ashemark’ditscheerfulglow,

           Feltdoublykeenthemidnightblast,

           Anddoublycoldthefallensnow.

           Theymark’dhimasheonwardprest,

           Withfaintingheartandwearylimb;

           Kindvoicesbadehimturnandrest,

           Andgentlefaceswelcomedhim.

           Thedawnisuptheguestisgone,

           Thecottagehearthisblazingstill;

           Heavenpityallpoorwandererslone!

           Harktothewinduponthehill!

           Itwasthesentimentofthebefore-mentionedwords,"WhenI’mgone,"overagain.Asshecametothelastwords,MissSharp’s"deep-tonedvoicefaltered."Everybodyfelttheallusiontoherdeparture,andtoherhaplessorphanstate.JosephSedley,whowasfondofmusic,andsoft-hearted,wasinastateofravishmentduringtheperformanceofthesong,andprofoundlytouchedatitsconclusion.

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