A child of Famine dying:[25]

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And the carnage begun, when resistance is done,

And the fall of the vainly flying!

9.

Then he gazed on a town by besiegers taken,

Nor cared he who were winning;

But he saw an old maid, for years forsaken,

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Get up and leave her spinning;

And she looked in her glass, and to one that did pass,

She said—"pray are the rapes beginning?"[39]

10.

But the Devil has reached our cliffs so white,

And what did he there, I pray?

If his eyes were good, he but saw by night

What we see every day;

But he made a tour and kept a journal

Of all the wondrous sights nocturnal,

And he sold it in shares to the Men of the Row,

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