Rosaline, soft youns soubrette,
In a train of wagons wended west.
Alas, old man winter's malign unrest,
Cut them short of civilization's breast.
As supplies declined, not a plaint she'd express,
Till her and her dagger greeted spring, fellowless.
Date of Death: March 6, 1848
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