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The Son

Ridgely Torrence

I heard an old farm-wife,
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The Son

Ridgely Torrence

I heard an old farm-wife,
 Selling some barley,
Mingle her life with life
 And the name "Charley".
Saying, "The crop's all in,
 We're about through now;
Long nights will soon begin,
 We're just us two now.
Twelve bushels at sixty cents,
 It's all I carried —
He sickened making fence;
 He was to be married —
It feels like frost was near —
 His hair was curly.
The spring was late that year,
 But the harvest early."

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