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Christy's plantation melodies. 39
I danced with her till morning's light; I saw its
flashing beam When she fell fainting in my arms—the lovely Sera-
phine. I asked her if I'd see her home—her eyes upon me
fell-She said, " Dear Sam, of course you can,"—sweet
Chorus. Oh, Seraphina, &e.
I took her home that very night, she never more
arose, But down into the cotton-field her body there repose; And now, white folks, my story's done, I hope it's
pleased you well; For I shall never, never see, my Seraphina Tell.
Chorus. Oh, Seraphina, &c.
Before the day breaks, with my brush and my scraper, To sweep up the chimneys along I now totes,
With my blanket around me along I do caper, * My voice may be heard with the mocking-bird's notes.
Chorus. Sweep oh! sweep oh! oh, oh!
Oh! oh ! Rock Susannah, Santa Anna, aunt Hannah, Mary Tanna, Biscianna, with old Jemimianna, Come down and open the door—ha! ha Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! oh!
With tamborine pounding, and banjo loud sounding, When day's work am done, oh, we darkies have fun,