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...extracted an honest selection ? My grandmama has said — Poor old lady ; she is dead Long ago— That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow .' I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat, And the...

...many a year On the tomb. My grandmama has said — Poor old lady ; she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. 136 THE LAST LEAF. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is...

...many a year On the tomb. My grandmamma has said — Poor old lady ! she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. And now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And...

...! she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. And now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a start, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to...

...many a year My grandmama has said— Poor old lady—she is dead Long ago; That he had a Roman none, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now...upon his chin Like a staff', And a crook is in his hack, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here, But...

...personification of that beautifully descriptive poem of HOLMES, ' The Last Leaf:' ' Bur now hie nose ia thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff; And...in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh.' ' Oh, Epictetus !' I exclaimed to myself, ' can Time gnaw and corrode like this V The old man tottered...

...ng-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found By the crier on his round Through the town. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin...in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. But now he walks the streets, I know it is a sin And he looks at all he meets For me to sit and grin...