Rose and Roof-Tree — Poems by George Parsons Lathrop
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A deacon now! Ay, once I knew Rob Snow-- A jolly blade, if ever any was, And merry as the full moon. THE BOY. He has failed A good deal now, though, since his wife died. JERRY. What! (Of course; of course; all's changed.) He married! THE BOY. Why, How long you must have been away! For since I can remember he has had a wife And children. She was Gran'ther Hungerford's-- JERRY. Her name was Ruth? |
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