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Where the old Abbey stands, on the common hard by
His gibbet is now to be seen,
Not far from the road it engages the eye,
The Traveller beholds it, and thinks with a sigh
Of poor Mary the Maid of the Inn.
1796.
Where the old Abbey stands, on the common hard by
His gibbet is now to be seen,
Not far from the road it engages the eye,
The Traveller beholds it, and thinks with a sigh
Of poor Mary the Maid of the Inn.
1796.