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Poem	'Twas the old -- road -- through pain -- That unfrequented -- one -- With many a turn -- and thorn -- That stops -- at Heaven -- This -- was the Town -- she passed -- There -- where she -- rested -- last -- Then -- stepped more fast -- The little tracks -- close prest -- Then -- not so swift -- Slow -- slow -- as feet did weary -- grow -- Then -- stopped -- no other track! Wait! Look! Her little Book -- The leaf -- at love -- turned back -- Her very Hat -- And this worn shoe just fits the track -- Herself -- though -- fled! Another bed -- a short one -- Women make -- tonight -- In Chambers bright -- Too out of sight -- though -- For our hoarse Good Night -- To touch her Head!
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