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...what can you say, Little brother?" (O Mother, Mary Mother, What of the dead, between Hell and Heaven?) "See, see, the sunken pile of wood, Sister Helen,...between Hell and Heaven!) "Now close your eyes, for they're sick and sore, Sister Helen, "Aye, let me rest — I'll lie on the floor, Little brother,"...

...can you say, Little brother ?" (O Mother, Mary Mother, Wltat of the dead, between Hell and Heaven?) " See, see, the sunken pile of wood, Sister Helen, Shines...between Hell and Heaven!) "Now close your eyes, for they're sick and sore, Sister Helen, And I'll play without the gallery door." "Aye, let me rest, —...

...you say, Little brother ? " (0 Mother, Mary Mother, What of the dead, between Hell and Heaven ?) " See, see, the sunken pile of wood, Sister Helen, Shines...between Hell and Heaven /) " Now close your eyes, for they're sick and sore, Sister Helen ; And I'll play without the gallery door." " Aye, let me rest,...

...can you say, Little brother?' (0 Mother, Mary Mother, What of the dead, between Hell and Heaven?) Ill Sister Helen, Shines through the thinned wax red as...between Hell and Heaven!) 'Now close your eyes, for they're sick and sore, Sister Helen, And I'll play without the gallery door.' 'Aye, let me rest, —...

...you say, Little brother ? " (0 Mother, Mary Mother, What of the dead, between Hell and Heaven ?) " here 's not a flower on all the hills : the frost...pane : . I only wish to live till the snowdrops come ? " ( 0 Mother, Mary Mother, How pale she is, between HeU and Heaven /) " Now close your eyes, for...