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POPULAR SONGS. 131
MARY'S GRAVE. Composed by R. Wilson.
On a lone barren shore war de wild roaring, billow, Beat hard on de beach, and de loud winds do rave,
My Mary lies still wid de earth for a pillow, And fond weeping Pompey leans ober her grave ;
De lightnings may flash and de loud thunders roll. Poor Mary she nears dem not, she am free from all pain She am dead,- and she's buried, and her beautiful soul Am up in de clouds, anddey dar will remain,
Though she's dead and she's buried, de grave cannot hold her, If you list to me darkies, I'll tell you why : Last night in my cabin, when it rain'd and it
thunder, 1 So dark war de heavens, so black war de sky, De floor rt did open and Mary rose up dar, . She look in my face and she dese words did
say, Weep, Pompey, weep, for by your jealous deeds-see, My death you have caused,, but now you are free.