The Infant's Delight: Poetry by Anonymous
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Very hard we both must blow,
And scat-ter all the seeds like snow, That will be 'one o'clock,' you know." TAK-ING CARE OF BA-BY. Lit-tle, help-less ba-by dear, While with-in your cot you lie, Sis-ter May is sit-ting near-- She will sing your lul-la-by. When at last you fall a-sleep, Not the slight-est noise she'll make; Quiet as a mouse she'll keep, Lest she should her dar-ling wake. May will watch you well, for though She can play and prat-tle too, 'Tis not very long ago Since she was a babe like you. Then mam-ma o'er lit-tle May Day and night her watch would keep; May her care can now re-pay, Watch-ing ba-by whilst a-sleep. |
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