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THE CROSS ROADS.

There was an old man breaking stones To mend the turnpike way,He sat him down beside a brookAnd out his bread and cheese he took, For now it was mid-day.
He lent his back against a post, His feet the brook ran by;And there were water-cresses growing,And pleasant was the water's flowing For he was hot and dry.
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