The Water Peri's Song

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Title:     The Water Peri's Song
Author: Thomas Hood [More Titles by Hood]

Farewell, farewell, to my mother's own daughter.
The child that she wet-nursed is lapp'd in the wave;
The _Mussul_man, coming to fish in this water,
Adds a tear to the flood that weeps over her grave.

This sack is her coffin, this water's her bier,
This grayish _bath_ cloak is her funeral pall;
And, stranger, O stranger! this song that you hear
Is her epitaph, elegy, dirges, and all!
Farewell, farewell, to the child of Al Hassan,
My mother's own daughter--the last of her race--
She's a corpse, the poor body! and lies in this basin,
And sleeps in the water that washes her face.

[The end]
Thomas Hood's poem: Water Peri's Song

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