Rose Hartwick Thorpe
Last Lines
And the people buried them side by side.
Fair Margaret, Lowther's daughter.
Find all her lost seedlings, and water them all.
He lit his clay pipe as he spoke.
I will shield you, my fair little daughter!
In answer held the train at B______.
Live ever in song and in story!
Mid the chime of little bells.
More perfect than man's could be.
Queen and station must stand aside!
Their starving children bread!
To the sunny locks of her own.
Whispered, "Darling, you have saved me! curfew will not ring to night."
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