David Lewis Paget Poems

We'd been at sea for a month or more
And the nights were getting cold,
We were down to a diet of hard tack
Full of weevils, green with mould,
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Chen Xiao Fei while the sun does shine
Was taken as the Emperor's concubine,
Just one of a hundred from the village Yang Ping
And chosen by the placing of a bright gold ring.
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I remember as a child we used to
Play out in the square,
In the sleepy little village
Someone christened Uno Ware,
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I took a room in a boarding house
In a seedy part of town,
I hadn't worked for a month or so
And was feeling rather down,
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The people marched to St. Peter's Field
On a fair and a sunny day,
They'd gone to listen to Henry Hunt
A radical, in his way,
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Always a bit of a mystery,
She lived in a seaside shack,
Would go to town when the sun was down
The widow of Martin Black.
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She’d gone on her own to the party,
But sadly, for she was alone,
Her partner had left her in limbo,
Had not even said he was going.
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‘I’m coming to get you now, ’ he said,
‘I’m coming to get you tonight! ’
Derek sat with his headset on,
His face was white with fright.
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He was nothing if not successful,
Grant Overman with his pen,
Everything that he seemed to write
Was well received back then,
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‘There are times and tides in every life,
There are things we never planned, ’
The old man said to his grandson there
As he took him by the hand,
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