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POEMS.
Gone, sweet Bertha, budding flower:
God hath call'd thee to His fold,
Transplanted safely to His bower,
Thy sweetest beauty to unfold.
God hath call'd thee to His fold,
Transplanted safely to His bower,
Thy sweetest beauty to unfold.
Unto thy Father's love forever,
Farewell thou beautiful beaming light,
Although Ave miss thee, and shall ever,
We say "God bless thee," darling bright.
Farewell thou beautiful beaming light,
Although Ave miss thee, and shall ever,
We say "God bless thee," darling bright.
GRANDMA'S SOLILOQUY.
There is Nellie and Lulu,
And Eddie so sweet,—
Too lovely they are
For my pen to repeat.
Sweet little darlings,
Their love is so true,
With clinging devotion,
Fond mother, to you.
Their love is so true,
With clinging devotion,
Fond mother, to you.
While father so loving,—
So highly doth prize,
With tender affection,
He can now realize
So highly doth prize,
With tender affection,
He can now realize
The true beauty of life
Is to cherish with love
His children and wife,
Till God calls above.
Is to cherish with love
His children and wife,
Till God calls above.
