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THE BROTHERS.
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The ear that heard the deadly crash,
And thunder of the wave,
Can never lose that bitter trace
But in the oblivious grave.
The rescued man to listening groups
May tell the mournful tale,
And fond affection clasp his hand,
And childhood's cheek grow pale,
While the sad memory of their fate
Brother and sister dear,
Who with that buried ship went down
Shall wake the pitying tear.
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