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There's somewhat on my breast, father,
    There's somewhat on my breast!
The livelong day I sigh, father,
    And at night I cannot rest.
I cannot take my rest, father,
    Though I would fain do so;
A weary weight oppresseth me--
    This weary weight of woe!

'Tis not the lack of gold, father,
    Nor want of worldly gear;
My lands are broad, and fair to see,
    My friends are kind and dear.
My kin are leal and true, father,
    They mourn to see my grief;
But, oh! 'tis not a kinsman's hand
    Can give my heart relief!

'Tis not that Janet's false, father,
    'Tis not that she's unkind;
Though busy flatterers swarm around,
    I know her constant mind.
'Tis not her coldness, father,
    That chills my laboring breast;
It's that confounded cucumber
    I ate, and can't digest.

         Richard Harris Barham.

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