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AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS 57
Until sharp hunger came cropping on her, Which forced her back home to go.
All on that evening when she returned, Her brothers asked her where she'd beenó "0 ye hard-hearted deceitful devillions, For him alone you both shall swing."
Her brothers studied on this bloody matter Concluded the ocean they would sail; "My friend, I tell you, it's on the morrow The raging sea there for to sail."
The sea began to roar, I think no wonder That they two villyons should be cast away; And broadways they came tosling under; The sea did open and provide their grave.
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(A) THE BOSTON BURGLAR
I was born in Boston, a place you all know well, Brought up by honest parents, the truth to you I'll tell; Brought up by honest parents and watched most
tenderly, Till I became a roving boy at the age of twenty-three.
For burglaring I was taken and I was sent to jail; My friends they came to bail me out, but it was of no avail.