. Book of the Royal blue . sparkling rill And gather the blushing nature may sunder the earth by storms, And rocks upon rocks may I like her more in her fragile forms. My girl of Harpers Ferry. I followed her up the Steps of Stone To where the dead they Jeffersons Rock she stood alone, Looking at Harpers I, like Cymen the gaping clown, Stood lost in a dee]) thought of the river, the rock, the town, Dear girl of Harpers Ferry. She carved her name on the well-known rock, The rock at Harpers Ferry;You would not have thought me a stone or stock.

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. Book of the Royal blue . sparkling rill And gather the blushing nature may sunder the earth by storms, And rocks upon rocks may I like her more in her fragile forms. My girl of Harpers Ferry. I followed her up the Steps of Stone To where the dead they Jeffersons Rock she stood alone, Looking at Harpers I, like Cymen the gaping clown, Stood lost in a dee]) thought of the river, the rock, the town, Dear girl of Harpers Ferry. She carved her name on the well-known rock, The rock at Harpers Ferry;You would not have thought me a stone or stock. Bending oer charming rock how hard thou wert. Hurting her lingers fairy;Deeper she writ upon my soft heart, The girl of Harpers Ferry. Ye who shall visit this scene again. This rock at Harpers Ferry,Come pledge me high in the brisk champagne Or a glass of the palest sherry;And this is the name which ye shall quaff— The name of Mary Perry;Shes fairer than all your loves by half. The girl of Harpers ■^ ..

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