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TO A CHILD.
Oh, while from me, this tender morn, depart
Dreams vague and vain and wild,
Sing, happy child, and dance into my heart,
Where I was once a child!
Dreams vague and vain and wild,
Sing, happy child, and dance into my heart,
Where I was once a child!
Your eyes they send the butterflies before,
Your lips they kiss the rose;
O gentle child, Joy opes your morning door—
Joy kisses your repose!
Your lips they kiss the rose;
O gentle child, Joy opes your morning door—
Joy kisses your repose!
The fairy Echo-children love you, try
To steal your loving voice;
Flying you laugh—they, laughing while you fly,
Gay with your glee rejoice.
To steal your loving voice;
Flying you laugh—they, laughing while you fly,
Gay with your glee rejoice.
Oh, while from me, this tender morn, depart
Dreams vague and vain and wild,
Play, happy child—sing, dance within my heart,
Where I will be child!
Dreams vague and vain and wild,
Play, happy child—sing, dance within my heart,
Where I will be child!
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