Poems (E. L. F.)/To baby
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T0 BABY.
Oh, baby! laugh, and smile, and crow— What baby can do more?And while we dance thee to and fro, We kiss thee o'er and o'er.
The sweetest, softest little thing To pet, caress, and fondle:May every blessing round thee cling, Thou dearest little bundle.