Good people all, with one accord, Lament for Madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word— | ![]() |
![]() From those |
![]() who spoke her praise. |
![]() The needy seldom pass’d her door, And always found her kind; She freely lent to all the poor— |
![]() Who left |
![]() a pledge behind. |
![]() She strove the neighbourhood to please With manners wondrous winning; |
And never follow’d wicked ways— ![]() |
![]() Unless when she was sinning. |
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