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PAPA's NOSE!

By the same.
Sleep, lovely babe! sleep, gentle heart!
Thy father's picture: so thou art;—
Though he, forsooth, is pleas'd to say
His nose is form'd another way.
Laughing, he ey'd you even now;
And said, “That face of thine
“Has much of me; but yet, I vow,
“That nose, child, is not mine.”
Sleep, lovely babe! in peace repose!
His son thou surely art;
Though thou hast not thy father's nose,
Oh! have thy father's heart.