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BABY-LAND.
How many miles to Baby-land?
Any one can tell,
Up one flight,
To your right,
Please to ring the bell.
Any one can tell,
Up one flight,
To your right,
Please to ring the bell.
What can you see in Baby-land?
Little folks in white;
Downy heads,
Cradle beds,
Faces pure and bright.
Little folks in white;
Downy heads,
Cradle beds,
Faces pure and bright.
What do they do in Baby-land?
Dream and wake and play;
Laugh and crow,
Shout and grow,
Jolly times have they.
Dream and wake and play;
Laugh and crow,
Shout and grow,
Jolly times have they.
What do they say in Baby-land?
Why, the oddest things;
Might as well
Try to tell
What the birdie sings.
Why, the oddest things;
Might as well
Try to tell
What the birdie sings.
Who is Queen of Baby-land?
Mother, kind and sweet;
And her love
Born above,
Guides the little feet.
Mother, kind and sweet;
And her love
Born above,
Guides the little feet.
March 19th, 1882.
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