Christy's Plantation Melodies

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Christy's plantation melodies.              39
My master then was taken sick, and poor old man he
died, And I was sold, way down below, close by the river
side ; When lovely Mae did hear the news, she wilted like a
flower, And now lies low, beneath the tree where the owl hoots
every hour.
Chorus. Oh, dearest Mae, &c.
The Old Cottage Clock,
Music, with Piano Forte accompaniment, published by Henry
M'Caffrey, Baltimore.
Oh ! the old, old clock, of the household stock,
Was the brightest thing and neatest; Its hands, though old, had a touch of gold,
And its chime stiil rung- the sweetest; Twas a monitor, too, though its words were few,
Yet they lived through nations altered; And its voice, still strong, warned old and young,
When the voice of friendship faltered.
Chorus,
"Tick—tick !" it said ; "quick, quick to bed,
For ten I've given warning; Up, up, and go, or else, you know,
You'll never rise soon in the morning!"
A friendly voice was that old, old clock,
As it stood in the corner smiling, And blessed the time, with a merry chime,
The wintry hours beguiling. But a cross old voice was that tiresome old clock,
As it called at daybreak boldly, When the dawn looked gray o'er the misty way,
And the early air blew coldly.
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