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An idyl of work

Larcom, Lucy (1824-1893)

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AN IDYL OF WORK.
  
PREFACE.
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All orphanage awoke her love; but now
This Eleanor, who toiled for daily bread,
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In her pale beauty, fragile unto pain,
Seemed to glide in and fill the emptiest nook
Of her warm heart, that echoed, “Mine! my child!”
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