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BABY ALICE.
Baby Alice, Baby Alice,
Is thy soul a beam of light,
That it twinkleth through thy dark eyes
So witching and so bright?
Is thy soul a beam of light,
That it twinkleth through thy dark eyes
So witching and so bright?
Our song-bird, and our rosebud,
Our sunshine every day;
One such flower makes a summer,
One such bird makes a May.
Our sunshine every day;
One such flower makes a summer,
One such bird makes a May.
Our fairy-queen of frolic,
Whose smiles are magic treasures;
Our singing-tree and talking-bird,
Our golden fount of pleasures.
Whose smiles are magic treasures;
Our singing-tree and talking-bird,
Our golden fount of pleasures.
Our rose, our pearl, our dew-drop,
Our dayspring, and our star;
All sweet names on thee we lavish,
And find thee sweeter far.
Our dayspring, and our star;
All sweet names on thee we lavish,
And find thee sweeter far.
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What sound can have such music
As thy sudden laughter bright?
What words can have such meaning
As thy murmurs of delight?
As thy sudden laughter bright?
What words can have such meaning
As thy murmurs of delight?
Baby Alice, Baby Alice,
Better than beams of light
Is thy spirit, for it cometh
From the Fountain of all light.
Better than beams of light
Is thy spirit, for it cometh
From the Fountain of all light.
May Christ be with thee, darling,
Hallowing thy youth's glad feast,
Thy cup of life transforming
To a Blessed Eucharist.
Hallowing thy youth's glad feast,
Thy cup of life transforming
To a Blessed Eucharist.
He will be with thee, darling,
Guarding from sins and harms;
For He blessed all they brought to Him,
And we laid thee in His arms.
Guarding from sins and harms;
For He blessed all they brought to Him,
And we laid thee in His arms.
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