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“ALWAYS AS NOW.”
I'd have my darling
Always as now;
Plump-cheeked and bright-eyed,
Merry of brow.
Always as now;
Plump-cheeked and bright-eyed,
Merry of brow.
I would not change him—
No, no, not I;
Wishing my wee one
Wee till I die.
No, no, not I;
Wishing my wee one
Wee till I die.
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Time that shall alter
Cannot improve,
Cannot make fairer
This child of my love.
Cannot improve,
Cannot make fairer
This child of my love.
See the pink softness
Of neck and arm;
Change, touching either,
Surely would harm.
Of neck and arm;
Change, touching either,
Surely would harm.
Years, too, will darken
His curls' warm gold.
Ah, that my darling
Might not grow old!
His curls' warm gold.
Ah, that my darling
Might not grow old!
Were he to-morrow
In all mens' eyes
Lofty and honored,
Famous and wise,
In all mens' eyes
Lofty and honored,
Famous and wise,
Rather than see him
With crown on brow,
I 'd have my darling,
Always as now.
With crown on brow,
I 'd have my darling,
Always as now.
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