Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. "Mine died while I was over here. Not one of them but bore the marks of having been engaged in a recent and severe conflict. " "And now, father, your blessing—your consent!" cried Thames. Well, while we were smoking our pipes, and quaffing our punch, Alsatia turns to me and says, 'Mint,' says he, 'you're well off here. A beachcomber in embryo, and she had lent a hand through habit as much as through pity.
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