[BNP/E3, 49A1 – 56]

One Dead. 1/8/07.

She is dead, quite dead, she from us did part

     King at the {…} smart

     Oh left us she part

Saing with a sad charm, from a human heart

Is at peace at last or 

She is green like a spring, ‘tis vain to make dole

     And more vain to condole

Saing with a sad peace and[1] a human soul

     Shall suffer no more

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[1] and /from\