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38 Christy's plantation melodies.
Ho! ebony shade, where now are the nation
Of young dark's that rushed, when thou led'st them on ?
All mournful they gather about the plantation, And weep for the old dark' departed and gone.
Chorus. Though the lightning-bugs flash, &c.
Spiritless Pompey ! the earth cannot bind thee ;
For, like the 'coon-fire that goes out in the damp, So thou hast gone out, leaving nothing behind thee
Save thy old bones, which repose in the swamp.
Chorus. Though the lightning-bugs flash, &c. |
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Seraphina Tell.
Oh, white folks, listen unto me, I'll tell you what befell A very fair young coloured girl, named Seraphina
Tell; She was so sweet and fancy, her eyes they were so
bright, 4
You'd think there was a new full-moon, when she
walked out at night.
Chorus. Oh, Seraphina Tell! Oh, Seraphina Tell! t You are the sweetest coloured girl That in this town does dwell.
I took her to the ball one night, she was the raging
belle, And all the darkies fell in love with Seraphina Tell; She danced with so much grace and ease, and turned
upon her heel— One darkey laughed himself to death, to see her
dance a reel. |
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Chorus. Oh, Seraphina, &c. |
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