TIME has a magic wand!
What is this meets my hand,
Moth-eaten, moldy, and
Covered with fluff?
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My only Love is always near,
In country or in town
I see her twinkling feet, I hear
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A widow--she had only one!
A puny and decrepit son;
But, day and night,
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I recollect a nurse call'd Ann,
Who carried me about the grass,
And one fine day a fine young man
Came up, and kissed the pretty lass.
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(Written in the visitor's book at Gopsall)
KIND hostess mine, who raised the latch
And welcomed me beneath your thatch,
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GOOD pastry is vended
In Cité Fadette;
Maison Pons can make splendid
Brioche and galette.
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(Suggested by a Picture by Mr. Romney)Under the elm a rustic seat
Was merriest Susan's pet retreat
To merry-make.
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You sleep upon your mother's breast,
Your race begun,
A welcome, long a wished-for Guest,
Whose age is One.
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I hope I'm fond of much that's good,
As well as much that's gay;
I'd like the country if I could;
I love the Park in May:
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We heard it calling, clear and low,
That tender April morn; we stood
And listened in the quiet wood,
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