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A SADDENED TRAMP by ANONYMOUS

First Line: NOW UNTO YONDER WOOD-PILE GO
Last Line: "HE STOWED AWAY THE VICTUALS COLD, / HE - SAW THE WOOD, AND LEFT"
Subject(s): WANDERING & WANDERERS;;
"Now unto yonder wood-pile go,
Where toil till I return;
And feel how proud a thing it is
A livelihood to earn."
A saddened look came o'er the tramp;
He seemed like one bereft.
He stowed away the victuals cold,
He -- saw the wood, and left.


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