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THE HOUSE'S DARLING.
O sweet, shy girl, with roses in her heartAnd love-light in her face, like those up-grown;
Full of still dreams and thoughts that, dream-like, start
From fits of solitude when not alone!
Gay dancer over thresholds of bright days,
Tears quick to her eyes as laughter to her lips!—
A game of hide-and-seek with Time she plays,
Time hiding his eyes from her in blithe eclipse.
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Blessed by soft dews of happiness and love;
Cradled in tenderest arms! Her mother's kiss
Seals all her good-night prayers. Her father's smile
Brightens her mornings. Through the Earth shall move
Her child-sweet soul, not far from Heaven the while!
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