The Juvenile Wreath. By the Author of the Flowers of the Forest, Etc. [i.e. Margaret Graves Derenzy.] |
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... stop ! Lord Stratford , turn ! Lord Stratford , ' tis decreed , That , ere to - morrow's sun hath set , Your baby's heart must bleed ! " " Pooh ! pooh ! old dame ! " She frown'd again ; Then howl'd an Irish cry : Lord Stratford smil'd ...
... stop ! Lord Stratford , turn ! Lord Stratford , ' tis decreed , That , ere to - morrow's sun hath set , Your baby's heart must bleed ! " " Pooh ! pooh ! old dame ! " She frown'd again ; Then howl'd an Irish cry : Lord Stratford smil'd ...
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... stop ! Lord Stratford , turn ! Lord Stratford , haste not so ! For , ere to - morrow's sun hath set , Your baby's blood must flow ! " " Pooh ! pooh ! old dame ! " She frown'd again , Then howl'd an Irish cry ; But still Lord Stratford ...
... stop ! Lord Stratford , turn ! Lord Stratford , haste not so ! For , ere to - morrow's sun hath set , Your baby's blood must flow ! " " Pooh ! pooh ! old dame ! " She frown'd again , Then howl'd an Irish cry ; But still Lord Stratford ...
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... stop , This mystery to reveal , And tell why this poor babe should be The hero of my tale . One night , ' twas in November last , - I think ' bout two o'clock , A murderer to Lord Stratford's came , And at the door did knock . The ...
... stop , This mystery to reveal , And tell why this poor babe should be The hero of my tale . One night , ' twas in November last , - I think ' bout two o'clock , A murderer to Lord Stratford's came , And at the door did knock . The ...
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... stop till I tell you ; brown bread I'm not able To eat , ' tis so hard and so coarse and so mean : Well , yesterday , just by my side , on the table Was white bread laid there by my sweet sister Jane . The fact of it is - search the ...
... stop till I tell you ; brown bread I'm not able To eat , ' tis so hard and so coarse and so mean : Well , yesterday , just by my side , on the table Was white bread laid there by my sweet sister Jane . The fact of it is - search the ...
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... stop , stop thy cries ! Thy mother now must go : And close at once thy pretty eyes , And I will sing Hush O ! That purling stream by yonder tree , As down it murmurs wild , Joins with the stream , and then with me , To lull my little ...
... stop , stop thy cries ! Thy mother now must go : And close at once thy pretty eyes , And I will sing Hush O ! That purling stream by yonder tree , As down it murmurs wild , Joins with the stream , and then with me , To lull my little ...
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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.