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« What ails you, Child ?" she sobb’d, “Look here!"
I saw it in the wheel entangled,
A weather beaten Rag as e'er
From any garden scare-crow dangled.

'Twas twisted betwixt nave and spoke;
Her help she lent, and with good heed
Together we released the Cloak;
A wretched, wretched rag indeed!

“ And whither are you going, Child,
To night along these lonesome ways ?”
“ To Durham” answer'd she half wild —
“ Then come with me into the chaise.”

She sate like one past all relief;
Sob after sob she forth did send
In wretchedness, as if her grief
Could never, never, have an end.

“ My Child, in Durham do you dwell?”
She check'd herself in her distress,
And said, “ My name is Alice Fell;
I'm fatherless and motherless.

And I to Durham, Sir, belong."
And then, as if the thought would choke
Her very heart, her grief grew strong;
And all was for her tatter'd Cloak.

The chaise drove on ; our journey's end
Was nigh; and, sitting by my side,
As if she'd lost her only friend
She wept, nor would be pacified.

Up to the Tavern-door we post ;
Of Alice and her grief I told;
And I gave money to the Host,
To buy a new Cloak for the old.

“ And let it be of duffil grey,
As warm a cloak as man can sell!”
Proud Creature was she the next day,
The little Orphan, Alice Fell !

RESOLUTION AND INDEPENDENCE.

There was a roaring in the wind all night;
The rain came heavily and fell in floods;
But now the sun is rising calm and bright;
The birds are singing in the distant woods ;
Over his own sweet voice the Stock-dove broods;
The Jay makes answer as the Magpie chatters;
And all the air is fill'd with pleasant noise of waters.

" And let it be of duffil grey,
As warm a cloak as man can sell!”
Proud Creature was she the next day,
The little Orphan, Alice Fell !

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