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For E. P. S.
Francie, may thy childhood be
As a blossom-laden tree,
Showing promise full and free.
As a blossom-laden tree,
Showing promise full and free.
Willie, be thy life a song,
Holy, happy, sweet, and long,
Swelling through a world of wrong.
Holy, happy, sweet, and long,
Swelling through a world of wrong.
Alfred, be a fragrant flower,
Hailing either sun or shower,
Sweetest in its fading hour.
Hailing either sun or shower,
Sweetest in its fading hour.
Alice, in thy baby measure,
Ever be thy parents' treasure,
Showering golden love and pleasure.
Ever be thy parents' treasure,
Showering golden love and pleasure.
The Poetical Works of Frances Ridley Havergal | ||