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Though Jenny blushed and chided, yet .she didn’t shod a tear,
Hut sang again her- pretty song hi accents loud and clear-—
Aiming the tr&m there is ei swain I dearly love -myse/\
But what's his name, or where's his haute, I dtnna choose to tell.
Said Sandy, “ J f I guessed my name, would that be guessing wrong? ”
And Jenny with a look of pride thus ended her sweet song-—*
^ l£v'ry lassie has her laddie, nane they say ltd'e /,
Yet I have found my lad to-day, when comm' thro ’ the rye ! !r
H lT N R Y TJ A V E X P O R T .
TH E DROWN!KG SIN GER.
T ITFj Sabbath day wti.fi ending' in a y^l!;;ge by the sea.
The uttered benediction touched the people tenderly.
A nd they rose to face the sunset in the glowing, lighted west,
A nd then hastened to their dw elling for God's blessed boon ol
rest.
But thev looked across the waters, and a storm was raohi^ there ;
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A fierce spirit moved above them— the wild spirit of the air-—
And it lashed and shook and tore them, till they thundered, groaned
and boomed,
And alas for any vessel inTlieir yawning gulfs entombed\
V ery anxious were the people on that rocky coa^t of Wales,
Lest the dawns of coming morrows should be telling awful tales.
When the sea had spent its passion, and should cast upon the short
Bits of wreck and swollen victims, as it had done heretofore.
With the rough winds blowing round her, a brave woman strained hei
eyes,
And .she saw along the billows a large vessel fa SI and rise.
Oh ! it did not need a prophet to tell what the end must be,
For no ship could ride in safety near that shore on such a sea.