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'Twas bitter keen indeed, he said, But at home no fire had he, And therefore he had come abroad To ask for charity.
We met a young bare-footed child, And she begg'd loud and bold, I ask'd her what she did abroad When the wind it blew so cold;
She said her father was at home And he lay sick a-bed, And therefore was it she was sent Abroad to beg for bread.
We saw a woman sitting down Upon a stone to rest, She had a baby at her back And another at her breast;