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Part of an authentic copy of verses found in a  
Part of an authentic copy of verses found in a  
wretched garret in Glasgow after the decease
wretched garret in Glasgow after the decease
of a young female of superior connecions and
of a young female of superior connexions and
Education, who became the victim of disease
Education, who became the victim of disease
extreme poverty & wretchedness:
extreme poverty & wretchedness:
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When pamper'd, starv'd abandoned, or in drink
When pamper'd, starv'd abandon'd, or in drink
My thoughts were [rack'd?] in striving not to think;
My thoughts were rack'd in striving not to think;
Nor could rejected conscience claim the power
[im]rove the respite of one serious hour
[?] durst not look to what I was before,
My [crossed out: sold] soul shrunk back, &wishd to be no more.
[?] eye undaunted and of touch impure
[?]ld e're of age worn out when scarce mature;
[?]aily debas'd to stifle my disgust
[?] force'd enjoyment in affected lust
[?] ver'd with quilt, infection, debt and want
[?]y home to a brothel, and the streets my haunt,
[?]lls, the full course of sin and vice gone through,
[?]shatter'd fabrick fail'd at twenty two.
[?]hen Death with evry horror in his train,
[?]ere clos'd the scene of nought but guilt and pain.
[?] fair associate of my op'ning bloom,
[?] to come and weep and profitm at my tomb;
[?]hen shun the path where gay delusions shine
[?]e, yours the Lesser - sad experience mine.

Revision as of 05:47, 17 July 2017

Part of an authentic copy of verses found in a wretched garret in Glasgow after the decease of a young female of superior connexions and Education, who became the victim of disease extreme poverty & wretchedness: --- When pamper'd, starv'd abandon'd, or in drink My thoughts were rack'd in striving not to think; Nor could rejected conscience claim the power [im]rove the respite of one serious hour [?] durst not look to what I was before, My [crossed out: sold] soul shrunk back, &wishd to be no more. [?] eye undaunted and of touch impure [?]ld e're of age worn out when scarce mature; [?]aily debas'd to stifle my disgust [?] force'd enjoyment in affected lust [?] ver'd with quilt, infection, debt and want [?]y home to a brothel, and the streets my haunt, [?]lls, the full course of sin and vice gone through, [?]shatter'd fabrick fail'd at twenty two. [?]hen Death with evry horror in his train, [?]ere clos'd the scene of nought but guilt and pain. [?] fair associate of my op'ning bloom, [?] to come and weep and profitm at my tomb; [?]hen shun the path where gay delusions shine [?]e, yours the Lesser - sad experience mine.