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THE YOUNGEST ONE.

I saw a mother with her child,
And each with each appeared beguiled;
So tenderly they spake and smiled,
I knew it was her youngest one.
She leaned upon her mother's knee,
With look half tender and half free,
And O, by that sweet liberty,
I knew it was her youngest one.
A whisper came with love o'erfraught;
Soon was returned the whispered thought,
As though in this wide world were nought
But she, and her dear youngest one.
“Mother,” she said, “you must not go,
And leave your little girl, you know,
Because no other loves you so,
Like me, your darling youngest one.

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“Father is often called away,
And sisters with their playmates stray,
But I beside you always stay,—
You must not leave your youngest one.
I heard a promise and a kiss,
I saw a smile of trusting bliss,
O, nought can sever, after this,
The mother and her youngest one.
1829.