It forced its weary way alone;

 

Up-springing from the barren sod,

Up-springing from the barren sod,

 

Untilled, save by affliction's rod.

Untilled, save by affliction's rod.

 

 

FOOTNOTES:

FOOTNOTES:

 

 

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MY BIRTH PLACE

Where "old Blue" mountain's healthful breeze

Where "old Blue" mountain's healthful breeze

 

Swept o'er the green hill-side,

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