PUBLIC PERFORMANCE OF A FEMALE DWARF.
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O, I have borne pride's scornful look,
And burning taunts from slander's tongue;
Yet more of malice I could brook,
E'en though my heart with grief was wrung,
And burning taunts from slander's tongue;
Yet more of malice I could brook,
E'en though my heart with grief was wrung,
Adieu! a long—a last adieu—
Once more I launch upon life's sea;
But still shall memory turn to you,
For, stranger, you have felt for me.
Once more I launch upon life's sea;
But still shall memory turn to you,
For, stranger, you have felt for me.
