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Part III. But many good and pious thoughts

Had she; and, in the kirk to pray,

Two long Scotch miles, through rain or snow,

To kirk she had been used to go,

Twice every sabbath-day.

And, when she follow'd Peter Bell,

It was to lead an honest life;

For he, with tongue not used to falter,

Had pledg'd his troth before the altar

To love her as his wedded wife.

A mother's hope is her's;—but soon

She droop'd and pin'd like one forlorn;—

From Scripture she a name did borrow;

Benoni, or the child of sorrow,

She call'd her babe unborn.