John Pierpont´s poems vol. XVI
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The Dying Drunkard Stretch'd on a heap of straw-his bed!- The dying drunkard lies; His joyless wife s his head, And to console him tries: His weeping children's love would ease His spirit, but in vain:- Their ill paid love destroys his peace;- He'll never smile again. His boon companions-where are they- Who shared his heart and bowl?
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