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The Friendly Ghost.
THE FRIENDLY GHOST .
BY SAVARICUS . COME listen to my story true , A churchyard ghost I've seen , With tattered shroud and gory , too , Or stained where blood had been .
I saw it in the moonlight bright , The features sad ancl stern ; 'Twas on a lovely autumn night , It gave me quite a turn . "I ' m friendly , '' said the figure ' s voice ;
" Oh ! be a friend to me , Fear not , thou art my spirit ' s , choice . " I felt inclined to flee .
" 0 stay ! " It gently ' gan to plead , " Ancl hear my tale of woe ; I am the victim of a deed Done many years ago . " My husband was a pirate bold , A prey to many fears ;
One nig ht he said he had been ' sold , ' And made me shed some tears . . " No fault had I , but loved too well , My thoughts were all for him ; The demon drink had wrought its spell , His eyes were growing dim .
" The signal lamp he could not see , His vessel went ashore ; The loss , he said , was caused by me , Away below the Nore . " In drunken wrath he staggered home ,
And stabbed me in the breast ; Unhappy spirit , now I roam—Your prayers will g ive me rest . "
I promised her upon my knees To grant the boon she asked , Ancl claily pray for her soul ' s ease—A proper Christian task . " No more my . wraith will walk abroad , At rest I soon shall be ,
But you will reap a just reward , " Is what she said to me . The ghostly form to vapour turned , And faded from my view ; Unwonted fires within me burned , I stammered forth , " Adieu !"
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
The Friendly Ghost.
THE FRIENDLY GHOST .
BY SAVARICUS . COME listen to my story true , A churchyard ghost I've seen , With tattered shroud and gory , too , Or stained where blood had been .
I saw it in the moonlight bright , The features sad ancl stern ; 'Twas on a lovely autumn night , It gave me quite a turn . "I ' m friendly , '' said the figure ' s voice ;
" Oh ! be a friend to me , Fear not , thou art my spirit ' s , choice . " I felt inclined to flee .
" 0 stay ! " It gently ' gan to plead , " Ancl hear my tale of woe ; I am the victim of a deed Done many years ago . " My husband was a pirate bold , A prey to many fears ;
One nig ht he said he had been ' sold , ' And made me shed some tears . . " No fault had I , but loved too well , My thoughts were all for him ; The demon drink had wrought its spell , His eyes were growing dim .
" The signal lamp he could not see , His vessel went ashore ; The loss , he said , was caused by me , Away below the Nore . " In drunken wrath he staggered home ,
And stabbed me in the breast ; Unhappy spirit , now I roam—Your prayers will g ive me rest . "
I promised her upon my knees To grant the boon she asked , Ancl claily pray for her soul ' s ease—A proper Christian task . " No more my . wraith will walk abroad , At rest I soon shall be ,
But you will reap a just reward , " Is what she said to me . The ghostly form to vapour turned , And faded from my view ; Unwonted fires within me burned , I stammered forth , " Adieu !"