The Juvenile Wreath. By the Author of the Flowers of the Forest, Etc. [i.e. Margaret Graves Derenzy.] |
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... Ireland and Scotland all over , Then sit down again , for your search will be vain , Because you can never , no , never , discover A sister like mine , my own sweet sister Jane ! Last night I got into a sad fit of crying Sister Jane.
... Ireland and Scotland all over , Then sit down again , for your search will be vain , Because you can never , no , never , discover A sister like mine , my own sweet sister Jane ! Last night I got into a sad fit of crying Sister Jane.
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... sweet sister Jane . Of all the things going , I don't like a whipping , It's very unpleasant , and gives so much pain ; Besides , ' tis so irksome , exposing and stripping ; And this I've oft hinted to sweet sister Jane . But then I ...
... sweet sister Jane . Of all the things going , I don't like a whipping , It's very unpleasant , and gives so much pain ; Besides , ' tis so irksome , exposing and stripping ; And this I've oft hinted to sweet sister Jane . But then I ...
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... sweet sister Jane . But Jane begg'd me off- " O , Ma'am ! see how he trembles ! In truth he will never be naughty again . " It signifies nothing ; for no one resembles That kindest of sisters , my sweet sister Jane . And stop till I ...
... sweet sister Jane . But Jane begg'd me off- " O , Ma'am ! see how he trembles ! In truth he will never be naughty again . " It signifies nothing ; for no one resembles That kindest of sisters , my sweet sister Jane . And stop till I ...
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... sweet Hush O ! O stop those little plaintive cries ! Why rend my bosom so ? And close at once thy pretty eyes , And I will sing Hush O ! Hush O ! Hush O ! my baby doat ! I will not leave thee , -no , But here I'll sit with cheerful note ...
... sweet Hush O ! O stop those little plaintive cries ! Why rend my bosom so ? And close at once thy pretty eyes , And I will sing Hush O ! Hush O ! Hush O ! my baby doat ! I will not leave thee , -no , But here I'll sit with cheerful note ...
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... sweet Hush O ! THE OLD CRAB . THE wind it blew loud , and the sea it ran high , And white o'er the rocks dash'd the spray , When mamma coming in , call'd out , “ Robert , my child ! ' Tis so cold , and the strand looks so stormy and ...
... sweet Hush O ! THE OLD CRAB . THE wind it blew loud , and the sea it ran high , And white o'er the rocks dash'd the spray , When mamma coming in , call'd out , “ Robert , my child ! ' Tis so cold , and the strand looks so stormy and ...
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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.