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POEMS.
No sad thought of the hereafter
Breaks upon your childish laughter.
Breaks upon your childish laughter.
You come up, my dearie, flying
Here and there, like bird on wing,
Where I sit in dreamland sighing,
Yet I love to hear you sing.
Love to see you almost daily
Playing in the garden gaily!
Here and there, like bird on wing,
Where I sit in dreamland sighing,
Yet I love to hear you sing.
Love to see you almost daily
Playing in the garden gaily!
Run away, old Pilot wants you,
Claims you for another race,
Nothing, sweet, I know, will daunt you,
As you stroke his faithful face.
I can see you in your bonnet
With the primrose ball upon it.
Claims you for another race,
Nothing, sweet, I know, will daunt you,
As you stroke his faithful face.
I can see you in your bonnet
With the primrose ball upon it.
And I note your sly embraces
On the collie by your side,
Looking up with feline graces
Guarding you with so much pride.
Oh! my dimpled laughing treasure,
You are dear beyond all measure.
On the collie by your side,
Looking up with feline graces
Guarding you with so much pride.
Oh! my dimpled laughing treasure,
You are dear beyond all measure.
Only child of such a mother,
Dearest friend of early days,
Ne'er a sister, ne'er a brother
Comes to see your pretty ways!
In the land of palms and beauty
Serving on a round of duty,
Dearest friend of early days,
Ne'er a sister, ne'er a brother
Comes to see your pretty ways!
In the land of palms and beauty
Serving on a round of duty,
