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...grandmamma has said. Poor old lady she is dead Long ago, That he had n Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. " But now his nose is thin, And...it rests upon his chin, Like a staff. And a crook iu his back, And a melancholy crack In his liragh. " I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him...

...said, — Poor old lady, she is dead Long ago, — That he had a Roman nose. And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And...sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The last...

...said, — Poor old lady, she is dead Long ago,— That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And...sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer ! And if I should live to be The last...

...Sad and wan, And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, ' They are gone.' ****** -" Now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin,...in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh." In short, on a fine bathing day, during the season, no more complete epitome of society could be found...

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