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1. WAR ECHOES.

Jack had a sister (well, I stop

A moment at the recollection

And brush away the tears that drop,

And bring me back a sad reflection).

She was not frail, but wondrous fair;

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Her dark blue eyes and chestnut hair

Recalled some beauty of the past,

Some phantasy in day-dreams chased;

Her merry laugh and winsome grace

Gave double beauty to her face, -

She seemed to me a creature sent

Personifying merriment!

Alas! the time too quickly sped

And all too soon the month was ended;

The last good-by was sadly said,

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