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Dorchester, August 1856

I’m an old man now and ashamed of this

But I had to be in town for other reasons

I stood in a crowd of three or four thousand

The hood on her head and the rope around it

And summer’s sometimes not the warmest season

A fine figure shrouded in black

Hung in the misty rain

Wheeled half-round and back

And her silk gown set off her shape

I’m an old man now and ashamed of this

But in Dorchester, August 1856

I saw hanged Martha Brown of Birdsmoorgate

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