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PRETTY POLLY OLIVER. |
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So early next morning she softly arose, And dressed herself up in her dead brother's clothes; She cut her hair close and she stained her face brown, And went for a soldier to fair London town.
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Then up spake the sergeant one day at his drill : " Now who's good for nursing? a Captain lies ill ! " 14 I'm ready,"' said Polly : to nurse him she's gone,
And finds 'tis her true love all wasted and wan. |
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4-The first week the doctor kept shaking his head : " No nursing, young fellow, can save him," he said. But when Polly Oliver had nursed back his life, He cried, "You have cherished him as if vou were his wife ! " |
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5-Oh then Polly Oliver she burst into tears, And told the good doctor her hopes and her fears ; And very soon after, for better for worse. The Captain took joyfully his pretty soldier nurse! |
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H. 4868. |
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