The Juvenile Wreath. By the Author of the Flowers of the Forest, Etc. [i.e. Margaret Graves Derenzy.] |
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... babe must die ! ” " And why , dame , those portentous words ? I prithee , beldame , say . ” But , as he spoke , the ... babe , unfeeling man , your babe Must bleed - must groan - must die ! " He started ! and , at length , appal'd ,
... babe must die ! ” " And why , dame , those portentous words ? I prithee , beldame , say . ” But , as he spoke , the ... babe , unfeeling man , your babe Must bleed - must groan - must die ! " He started ! and , at length , appal'd ,
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... babe , And left their stately dome , And straight to Dunstan town they went , Full many a step from home . But scarcely had they left the house , And gone but half a mile , When quickly to the castle - gates Up comes a murderer vile ...
... babe , And left their stately dome , And straight to Dunstan town they went , Full many a step from home . But scarcely had they left the house , And gone but half a mile , When quickly to the castle - gates Up comes a murderer vile ...
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... babe ! While distress , with many a smart , Triumph'd o'er the poor man's heart . Now from door to door I roam , Spite of cold or scorching ray , Sometimes at the stately dome , Waiting , may be , half the day ; Then perhaps a cruel ...
... babe ! While distress , with many a smart , Triumph'd o'er the poor man's heart . Now from door to door I roam , Spite of cold or scorching ray , Sometimes at the stately dome , Waiting , may be , half the day ; Then perhaps a cruel ...
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... babe- " How are you , my fine little child ? " " O , very well , thank you , " the baby replies , While pleasure danc'd forth in his pretty blue eyes ; And then like a cherub he smil'd . " Will you come with me , deary ? " she said ...
... babe- " How are you , my fine little child ? " " O , very well , thank you , " the baby replies , While pleasure danc'd forth in his pretty blue eyes ; And then like a cherub he smil'd . " Will you come with me , deary ? " she said ...
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... " And sure , my good woman , your petting him so Will just make him twenty times worse . " " No ! you're not mamma ! take me home to mam- ma ! " And he clung to the woman in vain : For , shrieking , the sweet babe was torn from.
... " And sure , my good woman , your petting him so Will just make him twenty times worse . " " No ! you're not mamma ! take me home to mam- ma ! " And he clung to the woman in vain : For , shrieking , the sweet babe was torn from.
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Page 83 - Now when he came nigh to the gate of the city, behold, there was a dead man carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow; and much people of the city was with her. "And when the Lord saw her, he had compassion on her, and said unto her, 'Weep not.