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0 my children, heaven bless them,
They were all my life to me, Would I could once more caress them
Ere I sink beneath the sea. Listen, brother, catch each whisper,
Tis my wife I speak of now, Tell, 0 tell her how I missed her
When the fever burned my brow.
Tell her she must kiss my children
Like the kiss I last impressed. Hold them as when last I held them
Folded closely to my breast. Give them early to their maker,
Putting all their trust in God, And he never will forsake them
For he said so in his word.
Tell my sister when I remember
Every kindly parting word, And my heart has been kept tender
With the thought this memory stirred. 'Twas for them I crossed the oceanó
What my hopes were I'll not tell; And I've gained an orphan's portion,
Yet he doeth all things well.
Tell them I never reach that haven Where I sought the "precious dust,"

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