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They left their homes and friends so dear That morning cheerfully And worked along till half-past ten, When the fire they first did see.
3 It quickly passed up through the shaft As if propelled by fate;
*Twas then they tried to save their lives,
But, alas, it was too late!
What they then said or what they done,
No one on earth may know;
No one may know their harm,
Agony, or woe.
4 The breakers burned above them, And, though their friends were brave, Twas madness then to try to help, No hand but God's could save.
The news of the sad accident The valley soon went round, And quick their fellow miners Came flocking to the ground.
5 The miners' little children, Their darling wives likewise, The hills around them did resound To their sad and mournful cries. To hear those women weeping, And to note their sighs and moans,
It would cause your eyes to fill with tears, If your heart was made of stone,
6 Saying, "Husband, dearest husband, Indeed I am bereft,
Since you have gone from this bright world
In sorrow I am left."
And children in their innocence
As through the crowd they ran,
Saying, "Tell me, where's my father,
Why does he not come home?
7 "What makes the people gather round And mama droop her head?9' |
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