We told her she had faithful friends and loyal hearts 
     
     anear, 
     
    

    
     We prayed her take the fresher loves, we prayed her 
     
     be of cheer; 
     
    

    
     “Oh, ye are kind and true,” she wept, “but woe’s me 
     
     for the grace 
     
    

    
     Of tenderness that shines upon my mother’s wrinkled 
     
     face !” 
     
    
   
   
    
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