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...dearest !— BURNS. My sweet one, my sweet one, the tears were in my eyes When first I clasp'd thce to my heart, and heard thy feeble cries ; — For...I had borne, as I bent me down to kiss Thy cherry lip and sunny brow, my first-born bud of bliss ! I turn'd to many a wither'd hope,— to years of grief...

...ourselves, by selecting from these the touching and beautiful lines on « The DEATH of the FIRST-BORN. ' My sweet one, my sweet one, the tears were in my eyes,...to my heart, and heard thy feeble cries ; — For 1 thought of all that I had borne as 1 bent me down to kiss Thy cherry lips and sunny brow, my first-born...

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...A. Watts. Fare thee well, thou first and fairest 1 Fare thee well, thou best and dearest I— BURNS. My sweet one, my sweet one, the tears were in my eyes When first I clasp'd thee to my heart, and heard thy feeble cries ;— For I thought of all that I had borne, as...

...Souvenir. THE DEATH OF THE FIRST-BORN. BY ALARIC A. WATTS. Fare thee well, tliou first and fairest t BUBNS. MY sweet one, my sweet one, the tears were in my eyes...I had borne, as I bent me down to kiss Thy cherry lip and sunny brow, my first-born bud of bliss ! I turned to many a withered hope,— to years of grief...

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...revelation sweetly given Of all that man can learn of heaven. ANONYMOUS. THE DEATH OP THE FIRST-BORN. MY sweet one, my sweet one, the tears were in my eyes When first I elasp'd thee to my heart, and heard thy feeble cries ; — For I thought of all that I had borne, as...

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